Why TikTok is the Modern-Day Asylum

Once upon a time, in a world where folks actually gave a damn about their
thoughts, there lived a philosopher we know for his great wisdom. Let’s call
him Grapes of Wisdom, 'cause that's what he’d be screaming watching you scroll
through TikTok—"What the hell is wrong with you?" Seriously, people, you’re
treating social media like it’s the fountain of youth when really, it’s more
like the quicksand of your life’s purpose. Just when you think you’re getting
a leg up, bam! You sink into a void of recycled dance moves and food hacks
that could give a rat’s ass about culinary quality.

Let me tell you, none of this digital dopamine is gonna save your sorry rear
in the long run. So there you are, doing the latest challenge for the 'gram,
pocketing an addiction that makes crack look like a Sunday picnic. You’re
losing sleep over getting that perfect 15-second clip instead of sleeping on
your actual goals. News flash, champ: Your social clout ain't gonna cushion
your fall when life drops the anvil of reality on your head. You'd think folks
would learn something from the ancient sages, maybe—oh, I don't know—stop
being prisoners of pixelated perfection. But no, here they come, retweeting
the same nonsense, arguing about who did the latest dance first like that's
gonna fill their empty souls.

So, while you’re at it, take a second to wonder if filling the void with
follower counts is really the escape route you think it is. Spoiler alert:
it’s not. Your happiness doesn’t come from your social media metrics, but from
telling the world exactly how you feel, not filtered through some
oversaturated lens. If you can’t laugh at yourself while you’re busy being a
dumbass, what the hell is even the point? Life isn’t a damn TikTok challenge;
it’s more like a test of endurance without those tiny, flashy edits. So, cut
the crap, and let your authenticity shine like the embarrassing 80s hairstyles
we all love to roast. Because at the end of the day, the only comparison that
matters is to your own self—before TikTok made you forget who the hell that
was.