It’s as if we’re trying to live simultaneously in three separate realities. No wonder we’re exhausted and frazzled. We’re running in fifteen different directions day by day, bumping into scores of people, even as we feel utterly alone. Then we spend our spare minutes scrolling Instagram, where everyone looks perfectly connected and happy,
Here she is doing that same thing I hated so much I that dumb Rachel Hollis book: applying *some* people’s lives to everyone’s. *I* do not live this way. *I* do not “bump into people” all day, every day. I live in a non-neighborhood on ten acres in the woods and work in a tiny office with one attorney and no other staff. I usually eat my homemade lunch at my desk. I don’t belong to a gym. My kids are mostly grown so, no more soccer games and homeschool co-op and Mom’s Club.
And I never scroll Instagram.
