Why I Ditched My Smartphone

Why I Ditched My Smartphone

“Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.” – Robert Tew On March 7, 2014, I pulled the plug on my smartphone. It wasn’t that I didn’t like having it; if anything, I liked having it too much. My phone was an extension of myself. I couldn’t go anywhere without it. At night I plugged it in on my nightstand when I went to bed, scrolling through Facebook one last time before tucking myself in. In the morning, I turned it on before my eyes were fully open. I enjoyed having it until that fateful day when I realized that what had started as a useful tool had turned into an addiction. Some people drink too much; I spent too much time scrolling aimlessly through my friends’ updates, taking pictures of my food instead of enjoying it, and consuming content instead of creating it. When I realized how much it was controlling me, I made a conscious decision to give up the mindless Facebook scrolling while waiting for coffee, answering emails when I should be talking to my husband in the car, and skimming blog post after blog post when I could just enjoy being present. I clicked the button to cancel my data plan and pulled my old flip-phone out of hiding. That night I sat there, staring at my new phone, flipping aimlessly through the menu looking for something interesting, and asking myself whether I had made a mistake. I expected some withdrawal, but I didn’t realize just how attached I had become to my “hand...