Leaving Social Media Didn’t Solve My Problems; It Just Hid Them.

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The day RBG passed away, I fell into a mental panic. Instead of focusing on my mental health, I jumped to the one place sure to rile me up, Instagram. I don’t have an echo chamber. The folks in my life cross all extremes or live in the gray with me. On a day when I needed affirmations, meditation, fresh air, I indulged my anxiety online. I read posts celebrating, grieving…