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Less TikTok, More Screaming - Persinette

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Like many, many others, I am hopelessly addicted to my phone. Years ago I had a boyfriend turn on the screen time alerts feature in an effort to help me curb my phone usage—to this day this has done nothing but help me track my steadily increasing dependence. When I’m caught in the endless scroll, I’m aware that my dopamine receptors (or whatever) are being manipulated by the consistent stream of novel stimuli—memes and pictures of hot people and videos of beautiful products blinking at me like a slot machine, and this is likely why I have such a difficult time snapping out of it. At the same time, I’ve successfully dodged most other addictive behaviors, despite possessing a not-insignificant genetic predisposition and a personalty type that leans escapist. So when I find myself actively willing myself not to open TikTok, an app I patently do not enjoy but inevitably spend hours scrolling every time I use it, I have to wonder why this shit has such a hold on me. Like, I’m just laying i

Less TikTok Like many, many others, I am hopelessly addicted to my phone. Years ago I had a boyfriend turn on the screen time alerts feature in an effort to help me curb my phone usage—to this day this has done nothing but help me track my steadily increasing dependence. When I’m caught in the endless scroll, I’m aware that my dopamine receptors (or whatever) are being manipulated by the consistent stream of novel stimuli—memes and pictures of hot people and videos of beautiful products blinking at me like a slot machine, and this is likely why I have such a difficult time snapping out of…

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