The moment I wake up. Seconds before I drift into sleep. I am on my phone, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram. Because that next post just might be it. What is it? I don’t know. Nobody does. But one day, one of us may find it. This is the endless hell of social media. A dopamine infused scroll-marathon has all (or most) of us in its tendrils. Thankfully, I am a reformed and recovered social network addict. And I hope I can help you take care of this problem too.