A Facebook friend who posted constantly has gotten a grip, until now not realizing everyone is the same. A love life of trials and tribulations, posted with sincerity, is no longer there for me to digest.
No longer will I contemplate a cycle of heartbreak, awakening theneuphoria, heartbreak, awakening, euphoria, and then heartbreak, every time I scroll.
No longer will others “comments” perpetuate that cycle, feeding into my friends reflection of a self that had me wondering
“WTF. This is one, bi-polar ass bitch.”
It calls to mind a bad karaoke singerprivately ridiculed while on stage then applauded,
only to get up and sing again,
to an array of whispers unknown.