I’m not sure how to start this post, but here goes absolutely, positively nothing. Super exciting.
Honestly, I feel bad about what I’m about to say. But I’m also frustrated with the situation, so I still feel it needs to be said.
As I know I’ve said before, since graduating college I’m not quite sure what to do with myself. But I am looking for jobs, and I’ve been blogging and writing, which I’m proud of.
But there’s another thing I use for entertainment, and it’s called my phone. This is where my frustration lies, and things could get sticky. My mom thinks I’m addicted to my phone. So much so that she has compared it to alcoholism – the point being that what I have in common with alcoholics is that we both deny we have a problem.
It might seem like I’m always on my phone, but I use it for lots of things. Music, writing, keeping up with friends, etc. My point is, my phone usage usually has a purpose. Sometimes I find myself aimlessly scrolling through Facebook or Twitter, but I usually log on with an intention to post something first.
My mother obviously doesn’t see all the value I get from my phone, and that’s probably a generation thing. She didn’t grow up with cell phones, let alone smartphones. I just wish that instead of saying I’m “addicted to my phone” and trying to take it away, she would realize that I’m an adult now, and she can trust me to use my phone when the time is appropriate.
I’m 23 for crying out loud.