This archive report was first published on 29 July 2019.
As I reflect on my relationship with mobile phones, I'm reminded of the Titanic - a vessel that sank due to its own weight. In my early 20s, phones were just that - phones. But now, I'm addicted to mine, and it's taking over my life.
My phone has become my partner, the last thing I touch before bed and the first thing I reach for in the morning. I've lost touch with the world around me, and my phone has turned me into an introvert. I'm no longer the outgoing person my mother raised me to be.
My phone has taken over my life, and I'm not alone. Many people are struggling with the same addiction, but few are brave enough to admit it. I was once in a relationship that ended, and I turned to social media for comfort. But social media is addictive, and I've been written off by rehabilitation centers.
My phone has taken the place of love and relationships in my life. I'm afraid of heartbreak, so I've resorted to cheering on those in love from the comfort of my phone. But my daughter has changed my addiction, and now my attention is divided between my phone and her.
It's time for us to put down our phones and give each other some love. My phone is officially down until I pick it up.
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