When I became conscious that the media I expect myself to consume, so often consumes me instead,
It still was not enough to make me stop watching it.
I realized how many hours over the week I have lost to a scroll with glittering stories–the vast majority of them curated deceptively.
It never fails to cause me to be insecure when I compare the worst parts of my life to another’s best.
It is unfortunate that it is so easy to do this.
When I am not selective about what media I consume and I only swallow each and every glob of flashing entertainment that I come across…
Sometimes it makes me think:
“Have a little self-respect,
you whore.”
Self Sacrilege 