I Keep My Phone on Silent, But I Still Love You

I Keep My Phone on Silent, But I Still Love You

Remember back in the day when we didn’t have cell phones? I got my first cell phone at 17 so I still had some years where life was a little less annoying if you will.

I mean back then I was just a kid, but I remember being able to tell my mom I was going to the mall, park or a friend's house, and saying “be back later!” There was no nagging family calling you every 15 minutes to see where you are, what you are doing or when you’ll be home.

I get that cell phones are great for parents to keep their eyes on kids now but that also comes with its own evils. I mean do you really want your 16-year-old having access to messaging 24/7, apps like Snapchat where they can send a nudie to their boyfriend that they are “so in love with” and apps like Tinder where creeps can take advantage of them? Well, that may have been a tangent. Different topic for a different day.

My issue today is more with the peace of life. You are never free. NEVER. Your cell phone is always on you. I recently broke my Galaxy S5. What could have been a tragedy was a blessing in disguise. I never realized how peaceful it was to be away from the technology.

Do you ever have that family member who calls you like 10 times in a row? Like you pick up your phone and you have a missed call at 4 PM, 4:15 PM, 4:30 PM, etc.? If I see one missed call it’s the same as seeing three. I don’t get what the extra two to ten calls are for. I am probably a huge hypocrite right now because on my sister’s birthday when she was mad at me and not answering my calls, I probably called her 82 times. That’s a bit of an exaggeration… sort of.

You know what would have been nice for my sister who was having a rough day? To unplug. To not have a cell. To be unreachable so she could recharge.

I’m already well known for not answering my phone. I pretty much hate talking on the phone, one of the many traits I share with my dad. There are maybe two or three people I can talk to for more than 20 minutes without thinking of ways to get off the phone. (Grama- I promise your one I could talk to for hours! Call you soon!) Otherwise, I just don’t enjoy. Say what needs to be said and get off. We’ll hang out soon enough to chat.

But now, I decided I’m going to just keep my phone on silent. All. The. Time. It pretty much is anyway due to keeping it quiet at work, but now it’s going to stay that way. You know why? Being unreachable is peaceful. It’s nice to have a life back that doesn’t exist in today’s overly connected yet lonesome world.

What if there’s an emergency? What if my best friend has good news (oh like she’s having a baby boy- I can’t wait!)? What if my brothers having a bad day and just needs to vent?

This is going to sound so selfish but, it can wait. I’ll see the missed calls and if I’m in the mood I’ll call you back. If it’s an emergency, you’re most likely also going to send a text, or Facebook message, or email, or call 900 times so I’ll figure it out. In the meantime, I’m finding a way to find peace at home and disconnect for a while.

Yes- this will not make sense to many people. I may come off as a complete bitch for doing this. It may seem like I don’t care. On the contrary, I care about my loved ones so much that I don’t want to get burnt out on them. I need quiet "me time" at home. I’m single. I have no kids. I answer to absolutely no one so why shouldn’t I have the freedom to unplug and relax? No reason at all.

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