"You are a loser!" The cool depression-ification trend of Instagram

 

Complaining is my favourite pastime. So, here is another complaint from me. Here, enjoy it!

This has happened lots of times, but I recently noticed how Instagram is secretly trying to sabotage my well-being, and I’m here to give them hell about it. Here, let’s look at a few examples to really drive my point home.

 

Image Text translation: From here, it looks like my present and future are doomed. 

How do you feel when you come across this during your doomscroll on Instagram? Perhaps you laughed at it. Especially if you understood the language. "I mean, I work a 9-5. Work is so tiring, and I have basically no time for hobbies and a love life. Plus, whatever they’re paying me for my time isn’t enough in this economy. I wish I were compensated more fairly. I wish I could buy a house of my own and live happily ever after."

Maybe subconsciously, you are under the influence of these thoughts, think about these things, laugh, probably send it to a fellow ailing human and move on. However, I feel differently about these memes.

My perspective

I really think these memes, and I’ll post more to show as examples, are a way of subconsciously manipulating you to stay weak, be paid less than you deserve and force you in the rat race mindset over and over.

Image Text translation: When your fate is doomed, how does the month (January/February) matter?

Image text translation: If I ever start boasting too much, just ask me about my career and whereabouts and see me crash. Thanks.

You laugh at yourself, you think this is how life is going to be. You don’t try to take even baby steps to improve your life; you stay there. Other people, perhaps not on social media or intaking this form of media, get ahead of you, you learn about their accomplishments, you compare yourself, you get demotivated, and you feel like this happens to you only, and you fall even deeper into the rabbit hole. Basically, it is a snake spiral going downwards. In the end, you end up being bitter and all shrivelled up, complaining about life and how nothing goes well, and you become the meme personified in real life. Perhaps, you even become one of these people who make an account to further these intentions to other people, and lo and behold, the negative propaganda about life continues.

The reason I’m complaining here and not on Instagram is that I know that, despite my low views, this blog reaches a lot of people and is monitored by Google and Meta, and I wish to let them and all people who steal my ideas and call their own go get a life. I changed my perspective over the last 3 years, and I aim to be better. Better luck next time in pulling me down.