Mindless scrolling

Anytime I don’t feel like working, and just want to scroll mindlessly on the phone, I know I have a problem.

Because it’s no longer just entertainment, it’s a sort of self-numbing. A sort of coping.

Not dessert but opium.
Copium.

And lately I’ve been drawn to it more than I would like. It’s ‘comforting’ in the moment, yes. Fake comfort. But the aftermath always feels awful. Like you ate too much junk food all day. Your insides feel out of place. The brain fog is killer. You feel like throwing up.

It’s just bad. Really bad.

But mindless scrolling is just the messenger. Don’t shoot the messenger. It’s a sign. It’s pointing me to a deeper root issue.

Burnout.
Fatigue.
Self-care.
Diet.
Sleep.
Prioritization.
Honesty.
Acceptance.
Connection.
Clarity.

Time to work on those, instead.