我是如何戒掉iPhone的
My rocky recovery from iPhone abuse
用了iPhone后，我隔三差五就想摸一下心爱的手机，只要一离开它就会感到惊慌失措，这些迹象表明：我患上了iPhone上瘾症……微博炫富事件
My name is Amy. I’m a 25-year-old graduate student who likes yoga, home-decorating shows and eating spoonfuls of peanut butter straight from the jar.[2] Oh yeah, and I’m an iPhone addict.
I wasn’t always an addict. In fact, for many years I told myself I didn’t want a fancy[3] cellphone. They seemed like too much work, always beeping[4], ringing and demanding attention. I was perfectly content with my simple antique[5], and I didn’t anticipate changing my mind any time soon.
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However, about a year ago, I found myself envious of all those proud iPhone owners, cradling their shiny new phones and showing them off to all their friends.[6] I started eavesd
ropping on conversations about “iPhone apps”,[7] feeling like a tourist listening to a language I couldn’t speak.
Eventually I couldn’t ignore my iPhone instinct any longer, and I welcomed my new iPhone into my life. I instantly fell in love with the little bundle of joy, and could no longer imagine a life without it.
To my surprise, I suddenly found myself with a whole new circle of friends—other iPhone owners I could go to for advice and support as I learned the various functions of my new device. They responded to my iPhone-related queries when my other friends couldn’t, and didn’t roll their eyes when I bragged about all the things little Eloise (yes, I named her) could do.[8]
For a couple months I was living on iCloud nine[9] as I built my new life with Eloise. However, I realized I had a problem when one day I found myself Google-mapping[10] my way to my mailbox. Which happens to be right outside my front door.
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When I reflected upon[11] the past few months, I couldn’t believe I didn’t see this coming. All the warning signs were there. Eloise slept right beside me and was the first thing I reached for in the morning. I checked my e-mail about 20 times a day. I also experienced attachment anxiety when I left poor Eloise in the change room at the gym.[12] What if she beeped and needed my response? Or, even worse, what if a careless gym-goer knocked her out of my bag and caused her screen to (I hardly dared to imagine it) crack?[13]
Okay, so I was addicted to my iPhone.
Once I admitted I had a problem, things started to change. What used to feel like friendly notifications now felt like constant nagging to respond.[14] I hated that I could no longer leave the house without Eloise in my hand. Eventually, I resented Eloise so much I wanted to throw her at the wall—and would have, too, if I weren’t so worried about being reported for iPhone abuse.
I decided something had to be done. But, as I quickly realized, iPhones are like cigarettes and not easy to quit.四个火念什么字怎么读
还珠格格第三部剧情介绍Then, while taking the bus to work one day, I was unexpectedly forced to quit—at least temporarily. When I reached into my purse to grab Eloise (to check my e-mail for only the seventh time that morning), I found her overcome by fever. She was so hot that I dropped her immediately back into my bag with barely enough time to comprehend the words “overheating” and “power-off” that flashed with angst[15] upon her screen. When I picked her up again, she was gone.
My head swam with panic as I attempted to problem-solve without avail.[16] I couldn’t call anyone for advice. I couldn’t Google whether this had happened to any fellow iPhone parents. And when I finally arrived at work (luckily I found my office without Google maps to guide me), I learned that sick days do not apply to one’s iPhone children.
The Apple Store was closed by the time I finished work, so I headed home with dread[17] into an Eloise-less night. But, after a couple hours without any text alerts, push notifications, or even good old-fashioned phone calls, I felt ... calmer. After a few more hours I felt like a whole new woman, rising above the need for what was it called again? It had been so long I could hardly remember.
Without my electronic bed partner, I drifted off into the deepest slumber[18] I’d had in months. The next morning, I read the news from the simplicity of the newspaper, instead of from my iPhone. I even noticed the cherry blossoms blooming.[19]
My goodness, what had I been missing?
But although it went against my newly redefined principles, I made my way to the Apple Store later that afternoon after admitting I’d need a phone sooner or later.[20]
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