
More nights last spring than I’d like to admit, I found myself doomscrolling: mindlessly thumbing through my feeds full of scary statistics, grim updates and fear-inducing ads. It was exhausting, and did nothing to help my mounting anxiety.
More nights last spring than I’d like to admit, I found myself doomscrolling: mindlessly thumbing through my feeds full of scary statistics, grim updates and fear-inducing ads. It was exhausting, and did nothing to help my mounting anxiety.