Yellow

 STAGE 7: Having someone you look up upon is apart of life. You follow them on social media, catch up on news of them and watch their livestreams. They could possibly become apart of your happiness, seeing them could brighten up your day immediately. You see what they have, their talent and beauty and you may start copying their little actions.You're happy to know about them. Its all good till it becomes toxic. They become the reason why you cry at night and start stressing out for not having what they have. You try your hardest to blend in but you are just nothing like them. You wish to have what they have while having to see a bunch of circles in a row on your instagram stories knowing that they are having fun. You wish to be included in something that is theirs and theirs only. So you stop. You unfollow the people that ruins your day, you stop watching their stories and streaks. You try your best to gradually push yourself away from them. It worked. Or so you thought. Even just hearing their name ruins your day, knowing you can't have their life, so perfect, the one you dream to have.

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