WHY SHOULD WE BE CONTACTABLE 24/7?
I’ll admit, I tend to be one of the latter. One of those ‘annoying’ people who sometimes takes ages to reply to messages or emails. Particularly if they’re long, I feel like it takes a lot of my mental energy and time to sit down and consciously reply to someone. Typing can be tricky- you don’t always know if what you’re intending to say will be received in the same way, so for me, I need to feel as though my head is clear before I respond. It’s something I know I need to work on, because I’ll think to myself ‘I’ll reply later’, and before I know it days have passed and I’ve totally forgotten (sorry if you’ve been the recipient of this- please don’t take it personally!)
Don’t get me wrong- I absolutely love receiving messages (so please don’t stop sending them!), but it got me thinking about the expectations and pressure that we place on ourselves and others to be contactable ALL THE TIME.
No wonder why we feel this way though- so many people can’t go anywhere without feeling the need to share photos and status updates of their day with the world. Everyone else is doing it- we feel like we need to keep up. So we do.
Now people go on holidays halfway across the world, and instead of being out and enjoying their time in a new place, they’ll spend it on Facebook, updating everyone on what they’ve been up to. I occasionally do that too, and it’s a comforting feeling knowing that loved ones know you’re safe, but it kind of defeats the purpose of going away when you think about it, doesn’t it?
Another place I tend to notice this addiction and obsession with being connected is on planes. The other day I was on AN HOUR flight. You would think that one hour isn’t that much of a big deal to not be connected to the online world, but apparently not. A guy opposite me couldn’t bring himself to turn off any of his devices. Before we took off, he was Snapchatting, taking selfies, posting on Facebook, scrolling through Instagram, and checking emails, and this continued while we were actually in the air. Throughout the flight I’d look over every now and then to see what he was doing, and he was constantly back and forth between his laptop and phone, not being able to take his eyes away for a second. Then literally as soon as the wheels hit the ground, everyone around me scrambled for their phones and turned them on, scrolling through social media for the next five minutes until the plane actually stopped moving. It’s literally an addiction- no one could help themselves!