Nevertheless, this pandemic broke us so we may be transformed. Little did we know, we were changing for the better albeit slowly. Even in the harshest conditions, there is a comforting prospect waiting for you to notice it. At first, I thought everything was going south and there’s no point to reach my dreams at all, but I was wrong. I was too naïve to realize that this tragedy is a painful yet necessary encounter to clear the obstructions along the way. It had to happen so I could gain insights from this experience that I wouldn’t have gotten elsewhere. It reminded me that this life is transient, so I must make the most of this borrowed time.
F.O.M.O stands for “fear of missing out.” It’s a trendy slang referring to the anxious feeling of a person who believes his friends or peers are currently enjoying each other’s company in his absence. A person who’s experiencing this social anxiety yearns to always be connected or updated by what others are doing. He doesn’t want to “miss out” on the fun and fulfilling moments of other people, and usually insists he’s being hated and isolated by them. A common factor that triggers this feeling is the spontaneity and fabrication of the definition of “fun” in social media which impacts the behavior and mental health of the users who witness it.