I have done drugs before and have never been addicted, so why am I addicted to Social Media? The only answer has to be it’s the worst form of a drug. When I sign into Facebook, it gives me a quick high, maybe from anticipation that someone might have commented favorably on one of my posts. The night before, I posted a picture of me holding $500 and smiling. My Facebook friends didn’t see me losing $1000 at the casino. Social media “is built to distend our sense of identity. ” It causes us to present ourselves differently and create multiple personalities. Online I am handsome and confident, but I am semi-attractive and insecure in real life. As I scroll through my Facebook, my time feels wasted. It keeps my interest by showing things I’m interested in. Facebook collects information from me for many years and then uses its algorithms to present it back to me. After 15 minutes of scrolling through random posts, I get headaches and depression. Compare that to taking a 15-minute walk and feeling pleasure and joy. It’s hard to wain off this drug of social media. It has destroyed my sense of scale by distorting my perception of what is important or significant because it presents me with an enormous amount of information and opinions. Social media is not always bad. It quickly connects me with friends and family and gives breaking news. Where it can be a distraction is when it begins to consume my life and provides fake news. So it is crucial for me to limit the time spent on social media and discern between real and fake news.