Weekly Recap: 400 Followers, Situationships, and My Love-Hate Relationship with Screens
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This week was a rollercoaster of emotions: I hit 400 followers, embraced vulnerability, questioned my sanity, rediscovered books because screens were killing my soul, and met some very cool people along the way. Hi, cool peeps.
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This week started with a bang: **400 people** decided my chaotic ramblings were worth following. It’s like throwing a party where you expect three people to show up, and suddenly, your house is packed. Now I’m half flattered, half panicked—do I need to start dressing better for this writing thing? (Click **here** to witness me awkwardly celebrating this milestone while questioning how I got here.)
After patting myself on the back for reaching 400 followers, I decided to get introspective with **"Whispers of Weaklings"**, a blog where I leaned into the whole “vulnerability is strength” narrative. Let’s be real—being a hot mess is practically a personality trait at this point, and I wanted to remind everyone (read: myself) that it’s okay to not be okay. This piece is basically a love letter to the idea of crying over spilt milk and realizing the spillage was the highlight of your day. Vulnerability isn’t weakness; it’s a badge of honor for surviving the chaos. (Click **here** to join my emotional support group for fellow weaklings.)
Now, let’s talk about **"Why I Got Into a Situationship and How It Ruined Me"**. This one was my emotional version of a public service announcement: *Don’t do it.* A situationship is like ordering a “build-your-own” sandwich and getting a pile of soggy bread instead. You’ll spend your time confused, hungry, and wondering why you didn’t just get pizza. (Click **here** if you want to learn from my poor life choices and avoid emotional indigestion.)
While I was busy unraveling my emotional life, I also managed to channel my inner philosopher with **"Journey: Don’t Take It Serious"**. This post is basically me yelling into the void, “Hey, none of this matters, so let’s just laugh!” Life is absurd, unpredictable, and occasionally ridiculous, so why not lean into the chaos? (Click **here** if you need a reminder to stop sweating the small stuff and embrace the madness.)
Then there’s **"Is Medium Glitching, or Do I Just Need a New Hobby?"**, which is exactly what it sounds like: me spiraling about my Medium stats. Sometimes my posts do well, and other times it’s like they’ve been sucked into a black hole. Is it the algorithm? Is it me? Is Medium trying to tell me I should take up knitting? No answers, but plenty of ranting. (Click **here** to join my digital therapy session about algorithms and existential crises.)
By midweek, I was feeling the effects of my screen addiction, so I wrote **"Has Reading Lost Its Charm?"**. Spoiler: It hasn’t. After spending too much time staring at glowing rectangles, I picked up an actual book, and let me tell you—it was a revelation. The words didn’t scroll, there were no ads, and I didn’t have to charge it overnight. Books are the original dopamine hit, and I’m officially back on the bandwagon. (Click **here** to read more about my love affair with paperbacks.)
But don’t worry, my screen detox didn’t stop me from roasting influencer culture in **"Following Influencers is Giving Me a Daily Migraine"**. Seriously, how do these people make their lives look so perfect? I wrote this blog after realizing my morning routine is basically rolling out of bed and hoping for the best, while influencers are out here making green smoothies and conquering the world by 8 a.m. (Click **here** if you’re ready to unfollow the curated chaos.)
Finally, there’s **"Is There a Weekend Lull on Medium, or Am I Just Being Conspiratorial?"**, where I put on my detective hat and tried to solve the mystery of why Medium feels like a ghost town on weekends. Is everyone secretly partying without me? Are readers too busy napping? Whatever the reason, I’m suspicious. (Click **here** for my mildly unhinged investigation into Medium’s weekend vibes.)
And amidst all this chaos, I met some very cool people. Hi, cool peeps! I made some connections with fellow overthinkers and sarcastic souls who make the internet a little less lonely.
So, that was my week: 400 followers, emotional epiphanies, and a desperate attempt to reclaim my sanity from screens. I laughed, I cried, and I spent way too much time Googling, “Is it normal to feel personally attacked by an algorithm?” But hey, if this week taught me anything, it’s that chaos makes for great content.
Next week, I’ll probably write about why my coffee addiction is starting to feel like a personality trait or how I accidentally got into an argument with my bookshelf. Stay tuned for more overthinking, oversharing, and occasional wisdom. Until then, click those links and keep reading—I promise, it’s worth it.
