Inconvenience caused is deeply regretted.
A notification pops up on the screen. Another missed call. A new text. She is deep in a doomscrolling spiral. She sees the name. She loves this friend, she really does. But the mere thought of tapping the screen, typing out a response, or having an actual conversation feels like a massive task. "I’ll reply later," she tells herself. Later becomes hours. Hours become days. She is still on her phone, of course! From the bed to the bathroom, it is always there. She switches between apps, watches reels, laughs at memes, taps through stories, and replies only to messages she thinks are "urgent." In this trap, the friend’s text slowly sinks to the bottom of the pile. When the friend finally calls her out on it, the excuses are ready: the chaotic job, the crazy schedule, the relentless daily routine. Just to prove it is nothing personal! Meanwhile, there is someone else out there who juggles the exact same chaotic job, hits the gym, runs errands, and still manages to hang ...