Surviving digital Sabbath

Since the first IPhone came out in 2007 smartphones increasingly have taken over our generation. Nearly everyone I know including myself are constantly on their phones. So to understand what it’s like to not have this privilege, I participated in a 24 hour digital Sabbath. I’m not going to lie, it wasn’t easy because the last time I did a “digital Sabbath” was when I was grounded and had my phone taken away in middle school. It might’ve been a forced Sabbath but I still didn’t have access to my phone. In middle school it was a lot less hard because I wasn’t as interested in social media and they didn’t really have Netflix back then. In the morning it was easy because I’m mostly walking to class or too tired to do anything except gaze off into the distance. I really don’t use my phone during class because I try to pay attention the best I can. But that day was one of my shortest class day which also would normally contribute to my electronic usage. After I got out of my two classes the urge to use my phone got harder. Usually I come home, eat, and watch Netflix, and scroll through my phone. I’ll do homework, maybe take a nap after that, sometimes I go to the gym for yoga. But the urge to just reach for my phone happened too many times to the point where I had to leave it across the room on silent. I felt really bored without it so I went to the store with my friend just to follow her around and it was nice because we talked about a lot. We normally do but it was nice to have a conversation without phones in the way. When I got home I took a nap to keep myself from giving into the urge of watching my favorite show on Netflix. I ended up waking up a little later and starting my homework early which resulted in going to bed earlier. So the more time I spent without my phone the more I actually benefitted from it. When I look back at it, it wasn’t actually all that bad it was kind of nice in reality. I did have urges to scroll through Instagram or Twitter out of habit but staying off of them for that long was refreshing just to be able to worry about myself. I’m glad I did this digital Sabbath and who knows maybe I might decide to do it again sometime voluntarily.

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