Hello my dear readers!
Today I have a story for you… about addictions. Yup.
Now I have never experienced a drug addiction or anything like that, but I think I may have experienced a "slight" addiction to my IPhone. Here’s how I found that out.
I was 14 months into my 24 month contract. I was actually fairly pleased with myself and how well I had taken care of my phone, there wasn’t a crack or scratch on the screen or anywhere on the phone. It work as well as any iphone and I kept it organized and updated at all times. We were camping at a national park in Manitoba and my boyfriend had come out for the the day that day. Him and I found a not so well used trail that led you to some really nice spots by a shore that overlooked the lake there. We climbed onto some rocks to sit down and talk and enjoy the view for a while, sitting down on a rock I took my phone out of my pocket and placed it on my lap. After a while of sitting there I forgot that my phone was on my lap and while laughing I leaned forward and my phone fell off my lap and in between some rocks in the water. I panicked and quickly got it out but quickly wasn’t quick enough and my phone shorted out. I went and bought rice and tried a lot of things to dry it out but it was gone, R.I.P my dear gold IPhone 6S.
My first thought was about how I was going to get my blog out. I do most of it on my phone surprisingly. (So that’s why it wasn’t out quite on time.) Second thought was about people that contact me on Instagram because you can only direct message through the app. I wasn’t worried about losing stuff because as I mentioned, and am very thankful, I kept things updated and backed up. Although I was upset I figured it was better that this happened then it getting stolen because I kept a lot of information on my phone. But as the days wore on I caught myself automatically reaching for my phone to know the time or to randomly check a package delivery time or to check instagram or to look up a word or to check my bank account balance. I also would use my phone light to wake myself up in the morning when I had a hard time getting up, never mind that though because my phone was my only clock and alarm in my room! How was I going to get up in the morning?! (luckily I have a digital watch that I need for flying that has alarms on it.) OH! and wait! My boyfriend and I are now back at our old stomping grounds of telephone calls or email to get ahold of each other… no spontaneous get together planning over text message, or good mornings and good night text popup.
It’s been a challenge honestly. Which is actually sort of strange to me because I have taken breaks from my phone and social media before. But my brain has been playing weird things… it’s almost as though my phone brainwashed me like in a creepy sci fi movie. My calendar was on the phone (which I may just get myself a booklet now because I don’t know what I’ve all missed /:) In a very weird strange way I was becoming more and more dependant on my phone. It’s not good and it’s not healthy at all. I don’t know right now if I even want a phone again. I probably will end up getting another one but at this point I want to kill that dependency on that screen. As someone said to me, this is probably a blessing in disguise!