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5 Signs You’re Addicted to social media (You won’t believe)

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  5 Signs You’re Addicted to social media (You won’t believe) scroll that never ends! Are you ever just chilling, scrolling through TikTok, and then suddenly you look up, and two hours have vanished? It’s a whole mood, right? It feels like one minute you’re watching a dog do a silly little dance or a cute couple trend, and the next thing you know, your “for you” page is a whole new world. That’s a mood. Social media is a whole vibe; it’s where you can hit up your besties, discover new aesthetics, and get all the latest tea. But low-key, when a quick scroll becomes an all-day marathon, it can feel like it’s more than just a casual habit. So, let’s get into it. Are you actually addicted or just in denial?  We’re about to spill the tea on five signs that might mean your phone is holding more power over you than you think. First thing last thing Photo by  Samuel Cruz  on  Unsplash You grab your phone the second you wake up and it’s the last thing you touch before sl...

Living with Bipolar Disorder: My Story of Survival, Struggle, and Strength

  Living with Bipolar Disorder: My Story of Survival, Struggle, and Strength — A raw and personal journey through the highs and lows of bipolar disorder — I didn’t know what bipolar disorder was until it took over my life. In my teens, I thought I was just moody . Some days I felt on top of the world—ideas racing, energy exploding, confidence like a lion. I barely slept, talked nonstop, started creative projects at 2 a.m., and believed I was destined for greatness. Other days, I couldn't get out of bed. My body felt like stone, and my mind was flooded with shame, guilt, and hopelessness. I thought I was lazy. Weak. Broken. No one around me seemed to understand. And to be honest, neither did I. It wasn’t until I hit a breaking point that I was finally diagnosed: Bipolar II Disorder . The Diagnosis That Changed Everything Getting a diagnosis was both a relief and a heartbreak. Relief , because it explained what I’d been experiencing. I wasn’t crazy. I wasn’t alone. There wa...