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"I feel sick," Elara whispered. "But I can't stop. What if I miss something?"

Her friends called her "informed." Elara called it a duty. But by midnight, her mind felt like a stomach full of rubber bands: tight, tangled, and unable to digest a single thing. adnofagia

One evening, after a three-hour spiral triggered by a confusing political tweet, a blurry photo of a celebrity crying, and a thread about a new kind of plastic in the ocean, Elara slumped against her kitchen counter. Her temples throbbed. She had the raw data of a hundred stories, but the plot of her own life had vanished. "I feel sick," Elara whispered