I hate to say it, but I think I’m addicted to my cell phone. Sounds pathetic but it really has my whole world. Email, internet, phone, my personally pics and videos, even maintain my long distance relationships.
I had this scary experience once. My father was dying in the hospital. So his brothers came from out of town and were nice enough to give me a ride home. So when they dropped me off I realized I left my phone in the back of their car and I was locked out. I literally freaked out that I broke the back window to brake in only to realize we don’t have a home phone. So with my hand bleeding uncontrollably from breaking the glass I ran to my neighbors to use their phone. I wonder if I didn’t care as much about my phone that day would I have acted differently to the situation. That’s just sad.