As I lie in my bed, reflecting on the day, a heavy weight pushes me down. I had a horrible day. Everyone makes fun of me, everyone laughs at me, and no one talks to me. The sting of tears affects my vision. I go on my phone in an attempt to escape reality. “Welcome user567.” I scroll through social media and am bombarded by all the seemingly perfect lives everyone else has. Big house, flawless body, and breathtaking beauty. My blood boils as my eyes roll to the back of my head. My anger boils over and I write a few comments, maybe now someone can feel the sorrow I feel inside.

“Hey, guys!” I walk over to the lunch table full of my friends. We gossip about all the current events until the bell forces us back to class. Another long day at school. Ring! Finally, the school bell rings and we are free. Eager to make it out before traffic, I make a beeline to my car, steering towards home. I pull into the long driveway and then into the garage. 

“Hey, sweetie, how was school today?” 

“Good, I’m gonna go upstairs and get my homework done.” I grab a bag of chips and head to my room. Collapsing down on my bed, I let out a sigh, and pull out my phone. Out of habit, I head straight to social media to check up on my most recent post. A smile extends on my face as I scroll through the comments from all my friends: “So pretty,” “gorgeous, “love you!” But soon my jaw drops. user567— “you are so fake,” “stop eating,” “no kind of makeup can cover that.” Shocked, tears stream down my face triggering my brain to enter a deep state of overthinking. I grab the bag of chips and throw them across the room, I can’t be eating those. Thousands of thoughts race through my brain, I am never posting again, I’m so ugly, I need to lose weight. 

In the blink of an eye, my world turned corners. It was as if all my positivity, all my happiness, and all my confidence, were suddenly washed down the drain. Like a broken mirror, my life was shattered into pieces. Why would someone do such a thing?