The reason I hate my phone
My iPhone and I have fallen out. It's not the phone, it's me. Doesn't matter what model phone I have, I hate who it's made me become. All this technology at our fingertips.. tweeting, snapchatting, texting - it's never ending. Yes it is great, of course it is. But at the same time there's so many downsides... I was 12 when I got my first phone - a lovely Siemens phone (small enough to actually fit in your pocket!) Pocket money for my credit, no camera and it was only really used for emergencies. Good times. I would still use a landline, and actually see people for a catch up with them. Now? Well now I know what everyone is doing, where they are and who they are with - and they know the same about me! So out irregular face to face catch ups are "oh I saw you went to... on Facebook". Wild. I send my life looking at a tiny glowing screen and I am ignoring the most important people in my life. The worst part? I know all of this, I regret it and yet her...