Everyone on there seems to be competing for either the best or worst life ever. And I, for some reason, seem to believe all the best things - I compare facebook life to my own and it comes up short every time. This then causes me to feel bad and depressed about my own regular, boring, and sometimes lonely life. In the running for worst life possible I feel like over exaggeration is the winner.
|My regular life: the couch, a blanket, comedy on TV...and cats running around.|