Since receiving my first phone three years ago at 16 years of age, I’ve had a personal Instagram account.
I was late to the party in comparison to the majority of my peers, and after finally opening an account, I enjoyed being able to keep up with them digitally as well as in real life.
Or so I thought.
For the last year, however, I’ve become increasingly aware of my compulsive actions around using the app. This lead me to the belief that I had a behavioural addiction to Instagram.