Letter: I’m a freak. I gave up texting.
It is official: I am a freak. I am a freak because I have given up texting on my cell phone.
I was terrified to do this at first; I thought I would have major withdrawal symptoms, since I considered texting to be an addictive behavior. So I weaned myself. I went from unlimited texting to 1,500 texts down to zero. The results: I have my mind back. I no longer need to have my phone with me at all times. I am no longer being conditioned (like a dog in a Pavlov experiment) to respond every time my phone dings.
The most significant result is that my daughter has noticed, and it has strengthened our relationship. I have made a conscious effort to be more present. Perhaps I could have done this and still had the capability to text on my phone, but I know myself and needed to remove the temptation.
My intention in writing this is not to be self-righteous and judge those who still text. Instead, I want to serve as an example that it is possible to live in this society, in this day and age, and not text. You may even be happier.