Well, folks, it’s time.
After a weirdly fun and complicated 20-day run, it’s time to break the news to all of you (or my 3 or so readers) that I have purchased a new phone.
I mentioned in my first post, “A millennial without her phone,” that I would buy a new phone when my credit card was paid off.
Rest assured, that has not happened.
Instead, I’ve decided to re-enter the world of phones for other reasons.
The first reason is overall convenience.
I hate to be “that person,” but going through life as a busy millennial with a full plate is not easy when you:
- Always have to ask people for the time’
- (If you don’t have a hobby and you want to argue that I could have gotten a watch, then you’re missing the point but yeah. Nice work, genius.)
- Can’t block out the world with Spotfiy for frequent self-therapy
- Are unable to contact your iphone-less parents on imessenger
- Have recruiters trying “give ya a call” for potential job opportunities
- Work at a publicity office where a phone is a requirement
- Never wake up on time because you don’t have an alarm
- (Refer to parenthesis in bullet #1 if you have questions about this).
But I won’t inundate you with my sob story. If you’ve been reading (you need a hobby), you know the struggles that come along with life without a phone.
So here comes the real shit:
The second reason is the big one: awareness.
When I first peed on my phone and started AMWHP, this project was just for me.
AMWHP was a way I could test myself and push to my own limits to see what I could accomplish without a piece of technology molded to my hand.
AMWHP gave me not only the strength to live untethered, but the know-how that a life without a phone IS POSSIBLE.
Hard, yes. But, possible? Absolutely.
I not only learned my addiction to my iphone, but FELT it, first-hand.
They say (whoever, the infamous “they” are), that “you don’t know what you have ’till you lose it.”
I didn’t know what I had – the disease, the dependence, the utter addiction I had – until I lost it. Until I was forced to go without.
And it was one of the best decisions I ever made.
I implore each and every one of you (again, my 2 or 3 readers) to challenge yourselves.
The next time you pee on YOUR phone (or throw it down a storm drain, or leave it at a party), I dare you to go without.
I dare you to wait a few days, a week, even a month.
I dare you to approach your addiction, head-on, and to take the time necessary to wean yourself of the system.
Then, when you go back to having a phone, it’ll be by choice rather than need.
I dare you to wake up.
I dare you to try “A millennial without their phone.”
(photography by Rebecca Stern – @_beccaruth)