I'm sitting on the edge of my bed, winding down to go to sleep (it's 11pm here).


Checking a few things for tomorrow on my phone, when I feel that familiar drop in the pit of my stomach. It's ok, I tell myself, you took your meds, you can relax. I take a couple of deep breaths, everything settles down, and I go back to scrolling.


Then the Tumblr app pops into my sightline. I haven't opened it for ages, so I hit the button. In the first 6 posts, the same ad series pops up three times:


Top 10 signs your heart is failing. Click here to see these little known signs you're about to have a heart attack.


Thank you, Tumblr, but you can actually go and get fucked. I did not go down that rabbit hole. I scrolled through another half a dozen or so posts, then closed the app.


Then deleted it.


I don't need a stupid fucking app adding to my anxiety with clickbait bullshit ads.


Small wins, team. Small wins. I hope you all have an excellent day.