Generation Me: Why Todayвђ™s Young: Americans Are ...

"I feel like I'm running a race where the finish line keeps moving," his friend admitted, dropping the polished persona.

In that moment of shared vulnerability, the "Me" dissolved into "Us." They weren't a collection of narcissists; they were a generation trying to find a heartbeat in a digital vacuum, realizing that the "self" they had been taught to worship was a lonely god to serve. Generation Me: Why Today’s Young Americans Are ...

The blue light of Leo’s phone was the first thing he saw every morning, a digital umbilical cord connecting him to a world that told him he was the protagonist of a global epic. At twenty-four, Leo lived in a studio apartment that cost sixty percent of his salary, but his Instagram feed suggested he was a nomadic prince of leisure. "I feel like I'm running a race where

"You can be anything," his parents had said. To Leo, that sounded like: "If you aren't everything, you’ve failed." At twenty-four, Leo lived in a studio apartment