– Love, CrowdedOh, the blasted pandemic; it’s tyrannical tentacles still slipping through the cracks and wreaking havoc in myriad ways.
Friendship is under the microscope like never before as we adjust to our new/old/weird normal. According to mental health company Thriveworks, 72 per cent of therapists have reported an increase in people experiencing anxiety or depression in relation to their friendships in the past year.We all know people who have lost the friendship muscle, seemingly happier on screens than living in real life.
Afraid to pick up the mobile internet machine and use it for its original purpose: as a phone, to call real, live people. They press “like” on Instagram and insist that that’s a connection, while they wither on the social vine.And then there are people like you, Crowded, who have lost all context: you are feeling the intensity of this friendship like a furnace blast, rather than a warming winter fire.
The familiarity of neighbourly cosiness has bred panic: it’s The Good Life gone bad.Friendships are not necessarily supposed to last forever.
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