I don't watch "stories."
It's almost automatic, that action of clicking on a person's Instagram avatar to open up a disturbingly intimate play-by-play of their day. It personally made me feel bad about myself. Why was I in my room folding laundry when other people were at Drake concerts? Why was I riding in a car with my mum when other people were taking bikini pics at the beach? What was wrong with my life? Every single day became a subconscious cycle of disappointment, of questioning my worth. I grew jealous and resented my friends because of their appearance of glamour and my lack thereof. Stories were toxic for me. So, I stopped. I stopped watching the intrusive video reels and focussed on my beautiful, quiet moments. With that change, I'm beginning to treasure my present, rather than give in to resentment.