There was a time when I started every morning with a news summary. First I would look at the big picture in the country, then I would read about what was happening in my region. This went on for quite a long time. Several years, perhaps.
I remember well the moment when I broke down and stopped my morning ritual - autumn 2019, the end of the Moscow protests. I could no longer start the day with the information that there had been another police raid or detention somewhere. I felt embarrassed and ashamed at the time. I could not turn a blind eye to what was going on. I am nearly a journalist, I have to keep my finger on the pulse.
So, friend, you don't have to. It's not cool to be neurotic at all, even if you're up to date on all the latest events in Russia and the world. Also, you know, it's okay not to watch Lars von Trier or Gaspar Noé if you realize that your mind is already overloaded (even if someone rolls their eyes when they find out you can't discuss Dogville).
In my 21st year, I finally learned how to fact-check and stopped reacting to clickbait. Words can't tell you how much easier life has become. The other day, a realization hit me: art is a dialogue in which you enter, feeling the need for revelations about yourself and the world around you, rather than watching "a hundred great films" because it's a shame not to know or see them.
Save your mental health early, guys.
P. S. I advise exploring the @howtoremedia project website for anyone taking their first steps into the post-truth world. Break into this party in style.
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