Confessions of a Phone Addict
Okay, let’s be honest. I’m addicted to my phone. There, I said it. It’s my constant companion, my news source, my entertainment hub, and let’s not forget, my actual phone. But lately, this love affair started to feel…well, a little toxic. You know that feeling when you realize you’ve scrolled through three hours of social media and can’t remember why you even picked up your phone in the first place? Yeah, that.
So, I decided to do the unthinkable. I, your friendly neighborhood phone addict, vowed to go off the grid for a whole 24 hours. No phone. No internet. No doomscrolling. Just me, myself, and the terrifying abyss of…boredom? Enlightenment? Total and utter chaos?
Hour One: Hello Phantom Vibration Syndrome
The first hour was the weirdest. It felt like my hand had developed a mind of its own, constantly reaching for the empty void in my pocket where my phone usually lived. I swear I felt phantom vibrations every five seconds. Was I already experiencing withdrawal symptoms? Was this even legal?
