Instagram Motivation Quotes Are Frustrating

I know these “motivational” videos and quotes are just trying to help. But seriously, I know it’s not normal to clock twelve hours a day on Roblox, I know it’s not normal to doom scroll like it’s a full-time job, I know I should pick up a book. You don’t have to remind me and add insult to the injury!

I would be minding my own business, watching the 2563745938th reel of the day, and all of a sudden a Harvard valedictorian pops up on my feed, telling me to “just focus”. Okay, but how? I don’t get how I can escape this loop of death by simply “focusing”. Do I just stare at my textbook and scrutinize the words? “Oh look! The letter ‘B’. How fascinating!” That certainly is not focusing. If focusing was that simple, I wouldn’t be boasting my procrastinating qualifications.

“Good Things Take Time”. Well how much more time do they need?! I’ve been waiting twelve years! Isn’t that enough time?! Do I just sit around here killing flies until finally “good things” knock on my door, and go, “Hey dude! What’s up?”


I feel so much less productive once these overly-successful people tell me to work hard. Help? I’m trying? You can’t summarise your decades of effort to just “work hard”. You can’t tell me I just have to work hard, when you certainly used alliances to get where you are. They put it like I just have to grind 25 hours a day, and BOOM! Success. 
I also hate how the people living their best, aesthetic lives tell me to “tap into my it girl era” as if I have a button lying around in my room labelled, “It Girl Era” collecting dust or something. Stop making it sound like it’s a tiktok transition, where I just have to snap my fingers and suddenly I’ll wake up with matcha in my cabinet, a glass straw, and an aesthetic Stanley!
“If you can dream it, you can do it.” Don't get started on this nonsense! Just because I have the capabilities of dreaming and finding silver linings in everything, does not mean I can do it. I have been dreaming about walking on water and waking up as a fairy! But has that happened yet? Have I been able to walk on water—yet? NO. Have I transformed into a fairy (yet)? NO. Don’t become the delusional bestie supporting all my stupid hypothesis. Not everything is about mindset.


“Believe in yourself.” Thanks for nothing. How do I believe in myself? Yes, I do believe I exist, I am not a dead corpse. I am a living creature. I am genetically a female. I have XX chromosomes. I inhale Oxygen. I exhale Carbon dioxide. I survive on the nutrients everyone else survives on. Is this what you mean by “believing in myself”?

In fact, I think these quotes are just stupefying us. And making us more delusional. I don’t need a pep talk telling me that difficult roads lead to beautiful destinations. Because I have been on this “difficult road” for longer than I can remember, and all I’ve reached is dog poop, and maybe rotten fruits, if I was lucky. What I do need is a reality check, and a tutor with the right qualifications. Not some English-speaking chick with good fashion sense.


Instagram motivational quotes feel like they're mocking you instead of helping. They're like that one friend who gives you advice, they clearly didn't follow themselves, but now they think it sounds "inspirational". I don't need a Pinterest-coded quote. I need a study plan and a therapist.

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