Getting rid of my cell phone did not come as an epiphany of being a slave to modern technology, it was a necessity. In 2010, I lost my first real-world job and could not afford a $40 monthly plan, so I stopped using my cell phone to be able to pay my rent. Because it was a cheap, old flip phone, I deleted all my messages and contacts, picked up the charger, and gave it all to a charity. At the time, I did not have a land line, so I used Skype, Facebook, and emails to communicate with my friends and family, and I used my boyfriend’s home number on job applications. And you know what: I was fine. I got a new job, I managed to keep in touch with all the people I care about, and I saved the money I needed to make ends meet.
Even though I am now able to afford a cell phone I have made the choice to not go back to owning one. Here’s why: