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Mental Health in the Digital Age

A Story of Struggle, Connection, and Hope

By Winner PreciousPublished about a year ago 5 min read

At 2 a.m., Ella sat hunched over her phone, scrolling endlessly through Instagram. The glow of the screen illuminated her face in the dimness of her room, but it did little to warm the chill that seemed to cling to her chest. She clicked on another influencer’s profile—perfect skin, flawless makeup, designer clothes. The girl in the photos radiated happiness, confidence, and success. Ella’s thumb moved slowly as she scrolled through the curated snapshots of a life that seemed so much better than her own.

She glanced at her own reflection in the mirror across the room. Her hair was tangled, her skin broken out, and her eyes were tired—sore from staring at screens for hours on end. She had been trying to sleep for hours, but her mind refused to shut down. Her heart thudded in her chest as she thought about her friends, their seemingly perfect lives, the success they were achieving—everything they were doing that she wasn’t.

A notification pinged. Another post from a high school classmate. Another perfect image, another perfect life. Another reminder of how inadequate she felt.

"Why can’t I get it together like they do?" she thought. "Why do I feel like I’m always falling behind?"

The truth was, Ella had been feeling this way for a while. She’d grown up in a time when everything was online, where the lines between reality and the virtual world blurred every day. The world had become a constant stream of images and videos, where everyone seemed to be living their best lives while she struggled just to get out of bed some days.

Ella was no different from the millions of other teenagers who were navigating this new digital age. She spent hours on social media, comparing her real, messy life to the perfectly curated versions that filled her feed. She had learned how to hide behind filters, post photos where she smiled even when she didn’t feel like it, and keep her struggles private—just like everyone else seemed to do. But despite the illusion of connection, she felt more alone than ever.

Ella was no stranger to anxiety. It had been with her for as long as she could remember, creeping in during school presentations, public events, or even when she was alone in her room. But recently, the anxiety had taken on a new form. It wasn’t just about getting through a day anymore; it was about keeping up with the constant expectations of others—expectations amplified by the ever-present social media world. The pressure was relentless. The fear of missing out was constant. And with every scroll, she felt more like an outsider, watching a world she didn’t feel a part of.

One night, as Ella lay in bed, the weight of it all came crashing down. Her heart raced, her chest tightened, and a wave of panic consumed her. She was having another anxiety attack. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe deeply, but it felt like the walls of her room were closing in. She thought about texting her friends for comfort, but then she realized, “They won’t understand. They’re all busy, doing their own thing.” So, she reached for her phone instead.

She opened Instagram again, this time scrolling past the influencers and friends. She found herself on a page that was different—one filled with raw, honest posts about mental health. The posts were a mix of struggles and triumphs, of sharing moments of vulnerability. One in particular caught her eye. It was from a young woman who had written:

"It’s okay not to be okay. Social media makes it easy to feel like everyone else has it figured out, but we’re all just trying to get through one day at a time. You are not alone in this struggle."

Ella paused. Something in those words struck her deeply. She had spent so much time pretending everything was fine, so much time trying to measure up to an impossible standard. She had forgotten what it felt like to be real. To admit that things weren’t okay.

She sat there for a moment, the weight of her emotions finally catching up to her. She wasn’t alone. There were others who felt just as she did—lost, overwhelmed, and exhausted by the pressure to constantly perform, constantly be seen, constantly measure up.

In the days that followed, Ella began to change how she approached social media. She stopped scrolling late into the night, replacing that time with self-care rituals: journaling, breathing exercises, and talking to her mom about her feelings. She unfollowed accounts that made her feel small and started following pages that celebrated authenticity—pages that spoke about the reality of mental health struggles, the importance of taking breaks, and the power of connection.

The change didn’t happen overnight. Ella still had her bad days, the days when the pressure of online perfection crept into her mind. But now, she had learned to pause, to breathe, and to remind herself that the lives she saw on social media weren’t the full picture. People, even the ones who seemed perfect, had their own battles. She wasn’t alone in this digital age.

One evening, a few weeks later, Ella posted something on her own Instagram—something she never thought she’d do. It was a picture of her sitting in her room, her face without makeup, her hair still messy from the day. In the caption, she wrote:

"Here’s a reminder that life isn’t perfect, and that’s okay. I struggle, I feel overwhelmed, and sometimes I need to step back from everything. But I’m still here. And so are you. If you ever feel like you’re not enough, remember that you don’t have to compare your behind-the-scenes to someone else’s highlight reel."

To her surprise, the post wasn’t met with judgment. It was met with messages from friends and strangers alike—messages that said, “Me too. I’ve been there. Thank you for being real.” It was in that moment that Ella realized the true power of connection. Not the kind that came from curated, filtered images, but the kind that came from sharing vulnerabilities and acknowledging that, despite our differences, we all faced similar challenges in this digital age.

As Ella continued to navigate her mental health journey, she understood that the road to healing wasn’t about perfection. It was about embracing the messiness, the highs and lows, and learning that it was okay to not have everything figured out. She had learned to balance her digital life with moments of self-care, to acknowledge when she was struggling, and to lean into the support of others.

In a world that often made her feel like she wasn’t enough, Ella had found the courage to be her authentic self—imperfect, but strong in her vulnerability. And in doing so, she had discovered that healing, like connection, was most powerful when shared.

The digital age might have introduced new challenges, but it also brought with it the opportunity to be real, to be seen, and to find hope in the most unexpected places.

PsychologicalYoung AdultFan Fiction

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Winner Precious

From a place of passion for knowledge and the need to show the world what it means to imagine.

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Very well written. Keep up the good work!

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  • Ogbonna Precious about a year ago

    The moment everyone realises that social media is a powerful tool that can either make or mar, then we'll have less challenging issues of anxiety and depression. Nice piece of art.

  • Winner Precious (Author)about a year ago

    I’m so intrigued 🥰

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