Tainted Love

Sometimes I feel I’ve got to
Run away, I’ve got to
Get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
And I’ve lost my light
For I toss and turn, I can’t sleep at night

The words of the song burst through the gym’s bathroom speakers. They wrapped around my head, tickling my ears and left me in a state of shock. I didn’t think a song could describe my current situation as accurately as Soft Cell’s ’81 hit song.

I share a tainted love with my phone—I’m its prisoner.

Let’s personify this invention.

Every time he [yes he] rings, my heart races. Whenever I get a text I quickly check it. When I “check” my voicemail, it’s only to  rid my screen of that annoying icon.

“Ignore it” you may say—I’ve tried to. Whenever I ignore a call an overwhelming sense of guilt comes over me. There are times when I’m in class, or I’m at work, that I can’t take the call. But I always feel the need to respond with a text message, assuring the caller that I am busy and not simply ignoring their call.  This has led to added stress on top of my already discombobulated [I’ve been waiting to use that word] life.

I don’t hate the idea of answering a loved one’s call or text. I enjoy it at times, especially when I haven’t spoken to the person in awhile. However, I’m more of a face to face speaker. I love seeing facial expressions. The smile appear on their face as I tell a corny joke brightens my day. I would rather talk to someone in person [if possible] than over the phone. Call me old-fashioned, but it’s much better than staring at a blank wall and focusing on/listening to an hour [or more] conversation.

Let’s face it, do any of us actually pay attention to the entire conversation? I bet you find other things to do while the person chats away—whether it be cleaning, cooking, or reading the subtitles to your Netflix show that you’ve muted.

I realize I can’t continue on like this, It’s actually rather silly to be afraid of a phone—it’s a darn, somewhat, inanimate object!

I figured it’s fine to ignore a few calls here and there–after all, I’m not the only contact in that person’s phone. I am also telling myself that instead of stressing over the phone, I could put that energy towards more productive things such as catching up with what’s going on in the world, thinking of ways to help people, and even applying for jobs.

Is anyone else a prisoner to their phone? What song best describes your relationship with it? 🙂

Please do share!

 

 

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