Facebookending
The daily torture of opening Facebook first thing in the morning and last thing at night just to see if your life is a disaster or just really weird.
I checked Facebook at 6 a. m. and saw my ex's new status: 'I'm happy, you're not.' I threw my phone at the wall.
I ended my day by seeing my uncle's post: 'I ate a whole cow.' I said, 'That's not even a real thing.'
I opened Facebook at 11 p. m. and my mom said, 'I love you.' I cried and said, 'I love you too, Mom.'