Theres always something to send us into a doom spiral.
Rebecca Syndrome is, in many ways, a product of this 21st-century affliction.
Psychologists define it as pathological jealousy, with sufferers constantly comparing themselves to their partners ex.
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And then, having found this all out, we naturally tend to feel discombobulated by it.
Are they more successful?
Fundamentally better than us?
Its easy to spiral.
Your brain wants to jump to the worst conclusion, the same way it did about that earache.
Heres what worries me: the mindlessness of my reactions online.
Could I tell you the last thing I liked on social media?
Do I know whether it was posted by a man, woman, or someone I think is attractive?
I click and comment on all sorts of things that I like or agree with.
How do I get over this?
Its exhausting, reads a comment underneath a TikTok on Rebecca Syndrome.
Im in the healthiest relationship Ive ever known and I still have these tendencies, says another.
When the topic came up in theVogueoffice?
Lets just say the debate was heated.
Im inclined to agree with the latter group.
Theres a fine line between curiosity and cyber-snooping, however romantic Rebecca Syndrome might sound.
Why is this such a divisive topic among women?
Perhaps because we think its deeply uncool to be jealous.
It touches a part of us thats been wrapped up in self-loathing for centuries and provokes a defensive reaction.
Its also not Rebecca Syndrome.)
For the rest of us, its complicated.
To me, that stuff should fall under Marie Kondos rule of decluttering.
Does it still spark joy?No, you broke up.
