At the beginning of 2000, my family got the first phone – it was Motorola. After some time, I successfully became its owner. The second purchase was Nokia, and the ownership came to me at the age of 11 (I think), and I non-stop was playing the famous Snake game and chatting with friends. But the phone caused a bad relationship in my family.
My parents started taking the phone away from me when I was going to bed. My mom would say “Put it away! It’s not healthy to keep your phone near you while sleeping!” But why? I couldn’t get an answer; nobody could explain anything. Just those strange phrases. But at that age, I thought my parents get jealous that I have the gadget and spend a lot of time on it. I kept going my way and do what I wanted to do until I had my phone taken from me for hours, then days and then serious fights have taken place. And yes, just because I liked being on that fabulous device and only because my parents thought it’s not healthy. The same later happened with playing GTA and other shooting games my dad would download on our gigantic computer. However, the problem took a dramatic twist: I started to hit the mouse, keyboard or the hard drive when I couldn’t complete the mission. My father installed the password, and I wasn’t able to access the computer anymore. Some years later, I was hospitalized with the Dysautonomia condition for two weeks, and I heard the terrifying words. Do you know what? “It’s not allowed to use any mobile devices in the hospital…”
With time, I realized I don’t really have an addiction. When I was in secondary school, and the iPhone was on its peak, my parents wanted to get me that device. Some kids at school had it, but I didn’t want to. When I was asked another time about having a new cool tool, I said that I don’t want to look stupid as those folks do. I just need the phone to call, and that’s all. Three years later, after all, I changed my mind.
Of course, I’d love to spend more time offline, but at the same time, I have no problem with going to the shop without my phone. I do love writing to-buy-list on the sticker and holding it in my hand while choosing some groceries. I can fully enjoy parties because I came to spend time with friends and not shooting the stories to social media. My Facebook profile was made in late 2015, and it happened because of the university and online correspondence. I never had an Instagram account, because I was so sure (and I still am) that there are much more amazing things we should be busy with, then scrolling, following and photoshopping.
Do you have any crazy stories that you came through?