Pseudo Smiles
I casually scroll through social media, the platform of good food and smiling faces. It is easy when I am happy because then, I mentally make note of places worth a try, or sigh and scroll away the envy sometimes. But when I am broken and sad, slipping into painful spiral of hopelessness, the same smiling faces seem to be mocking me. I question if my life is where it is supposed to be, I almost start believing that the grass is not just green on the other side but also that my land is barren. "Do they ever get sad?" I wonder. The steamy food, the colorful lights, the laughter and kisses, one after the other, about 700 people that I follow show no signs of sadness, I conveniently tell myself that there is something wrong with me. I just sit and stare feeling left out, dejected and lonely. These stories that won't last more 24 hours disturb my entire life story, of which a major part will probably be "sulking looking at strangers on social media". Then I ...