Millennial phone addiction - my story


How technology has evolved over the past two decades. Our generation has grown up in this digital age and many of us are dare I say addicted to our phones.

We are the first generation to probably experience technology and social media and the older generation often don’t understand why we are constantly staring down at our screen. 

I often wonder if my thumb will deform from typing or my back develop a hunch from crouching over a phone. In terms of marketing we are seeing a move away from TV ads and businesses instead spending their money on ‘social media influencers.’

This hand held device has become our life line, but I wonder whether it’s a good or bad thing? I think it has completely changed how people live. 

Growing up in the digital age means that I hate calling people. Even in work I much prefer emailing than calling someone. For me, calling someone feels so strange. I whatsapp my friends, I honestly can’t remember the last time I phoned one of my friends. I can go days without speaking to them but I know they are ok because I liked their insta pic and checked out their live stories. 

So how has the digital age effected me? 

  • I am addicted to social media, I often check it just to calm my nerves, it’s the cigarette of the 90s.

  • I am addicted to my phone, according to my phone I pick up my phone over 100 times a day. 


But why?

Here is the history of my phone use and maybe this may help unravel why our phone is our most prized possession (minus my child) 


  • I had my first phone aged 10. I used it to play snake and text my besties. 

  • I gradually moved my way up the Nokia ladder, 3310, 3210 and then the 8310.

  • I gravitated to the blackberry, those babies were good. 

  • I didn’t used my phone much during my teens. It was all about msn! I used to spend hours in the evening chatting to friends, categorising my groups and over using emoji’s in the status.

  • Then came MySpace. I mean if you weren’t in my top friends you weren’t living! That baby was fun. Changing the styles even having really cool music when people clicked your profile.

  • Bebo - this was another little gem. I had a pink background and a selfie that was shameful. 

  • Then it came, after 14, it entered my world and has been my longest relationship - Facebook! I mean I had commitment to this baby. I would take a disposable camera or with me, scan the pictures to my desktop and then upload a photo album of my nights out at under 18 clubs.

  • Aged 16 came Twitter. Can’t say I did much with it but t was there. 

  • I stuck with the blackberry until 18 when I ventured into the Apple world never to return. I loved this baby. 

  • I used Facebook to talk to friends, stalk the new girlfriends of your ex and your friends exes (nb if you wanted to find someone on Facebook I was your girl) and generally post cryptic statuses about the douche bag I was seeing. You know ‘thinking I need a fresh start’ or ‘I don’t need anyone but myself’. I mean I didn’t tag his name but I guarantee him and the boys laughed at my cringeyness. 

  • Then aged 20 a new kid came into the block. He was cool and slick, like the indie lead singer of a band you dated in your early twenties. You know who it was, it was Instagram.

  • Suddenly I could take pics on my phone upload to Instagram and Facebook. Life was good. I was living in London and growing as a person. I mean aged 21 I didn’t give my number out on a night out , I would give them my name and they could add me on facebook. Worked partially well as you could make sure he was actually cute rather than just being too drunk.

  • The last 8 years I have used social media to document my life, my food and find new friends. Increasingly I am using it to discover people like me and finally express myself as I want to. Rather than the 18 year old who followed the crowd and just wanted to fit in.


So that’s my life. I haven’t used dating apps like tinder except when my friends let me go on there’s (thank you friends I love you). I imagine the dating scene for millennials is a whole new ball game. I don’t know if people approach you on nights anymore and give the cheesy datelines like ‘is that a mirror I see because I can see me and you’ but I hope so. Because they always gave me a good chuckle, I often used to throw one back and say mine was better. 


In those twenty years how we communicate has changed. We read blogs rather than books, we want everything instantly, we engage through text rather than conversation, we skype instead of meet, we send emails instead of postcards. But I wonder how will life be for Nancy in 20 years?


I would love to know your thoughts.

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