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Already Sick? Here’s How to Get MUCH Sicker: Social Media Will Hand Over Instructions on How to Die Fast
Thank God I don’t still have an eating disorder. Thank God I am no longer suicidal. Thank God in every possible way I ripped myself away from the mind-suck that is Facebook.
Thank God I don’t read Twitter feeds or have an Instagram account or much of anything else. Linked In, which is now sullied with human sewage, I only use rarely. I hate getting slimed.
Because if I were still in the evil throes of of that Terrible Triangle, social media would be only too gleeful to hand me a hundred ways to off myself.
I might well have done it, considering the depths to which I had dropped in my worst moments.
Given the delicate nature of our emotional vulnerability when we are already struggling with such internal demons, and I have by God had my share, the algorithm that is set to give us precisely what we seek — no matter how young, how tender and how needy we may be — social media has evolved to slither into our subconscious and keep us hooked.