A girl called Taylor was in a group chat that never stopped — buzzing all day, full of drama, jokes, mini-arguments, and the constant pressure to keep up and reply. She found herself checking it constantly, getting wound up by things people said, anxious when she was left out of a side conversation, drained by the never-ending pings. It was supposed to be fun. But the chat had started to feel less like friendship and more like a machine that kept her stressed, plugged in, and unable to look away.