We find ourselves in a vacuum: The internet removes any distances between us and things. When we move around on social media, there are rarely images that make us pause for longer. We move in a constant flow of data that carries us from one topic to the next with every image and every video. Our synapses are running at full speed, because boredom has become a long-forgotten state. Chaotic and multi-layered and seemingly random, the impressions line up in a chain that has no beginning and no end. In my photographic series “My Love For You Was Never Real”, I deal with my generation (Gen Z), whose everyday life has long been determined by the constantly renewing feeds, and ask myself how the feeling of living in our generation can be described. With a photographic language that quotes advertising and popular images, the series references emotional states that are difficult to put into words, somewhere between longing, despair and hope, which lure behind the standardised image surfaces in the feed. Competition, pressure to perform, the pursuit of perfection and obsession with beauty and one’s own appearance, the craving of spectacle and intense emotions, disorientation, total immersion in other worlds and the longing of interpersonal connections line up like verses in a poem that cannot be interpreted absolutely or definitively. Bodies interact with themselves and the viewers, but also with their surroundings, other bodies and objects, and pose questions about influences and relationships, about equilibria and acceleration. These subjective references point to a present-day image of our generation. Disjointed, narrative scenes create a conglomerate without a clear beginning or ending and encircle the feeling of our zeitgeist.