The anxiety and loneliness inside me were growing. I could hardly concentrate. I went into absolute panic mode. I felt so uncomfortable and insecure. It felt as though I was being tortured. In short, I believe I have no willpower to be disconnected. I feel empty. I feel isolated. I feel like a slave to media. I sat in my bed and stared blankly. I was tempted. I felt I needed it at that second. I felt so lonely.I had nothing to do.

I began going crazy. I felt like a drug addict. Even in my dreams I see myself chatting. I felt a strong compulsion, as if certain devices were telling me to go check my computer. I felt dead. I got lost. I am so dependent. I felt so urged to go online... I could barely practice self control. The feeling of nothing passed into my heart; a slight tension enveloped me. I felt like I had lost something important. I felt like I was missing something.

I find it necessary to be connected. I felt lonely. I felt as if everything I knew was taken away from me. I had the feeling my cell was vibrating ... I began to search for it and found nothing. I didnt realize it would be so isolating. I began to feel distress and despair. The silence was killing me. The anxiety continued for the rest of the day. I feel paralyzed-- almost handicapped in my ability to live. I felt uncomfortable, disconnected. I went on a walk... I felt the same.

Emptiness. Emptiness overwhelms me. I felt I could not handle it anymore. Unplugging my ethernet cable felt like turning of a life support system. I was totally desperate. I panicked. I felt a strong feeling of anguish. I cannot imagine how life would be without using media. The only thing going through my mind was the voice of a psychopath. I felt incomplete. My nerves were overwhelmed. I am an addict. Media is my drug. Maybe it is unhealthy that I cant be without knowing.

It was surprising to see how desperate I was. I felt a little pathetic. My senses went numb and I felt paralyzed. Emptiness overwhelmed me. I had a raised heart rate, increased anxiety and was panicking. I am addicted to social media. I went to sleep at 8 pm. I felt like there was a problem with me. Isolated. My dependence is absolutely sickening. Ringing over and over in my ears ... it was haunting me! I felt desperate and felt some kind of anguish.

The anxiety and loneliness inside me were growing. I could hardly concentrate. I went into absolute panic mode. I felt so uncomfortable and insecure. It felt as though I was being tortured. In short, I believe I have no willpower to be disconnected. I feel empty. I feel isolated. I feel like a slave to media. I sat in my bed and stared blankly. I was tempted. I felt I needed it at that second. I felt so lonely.I had nothing to do.

I began going crazy. I felt like a drug addict. Even in my dreams I see myself chatting. I felt a strong compulsion, as if certain devices were telling me to go check my computer. I felt dead. I got lost. I am so dependent. I felt so urged to go online... I could barely practice self control. The feeling of nothing passed into my heart; a slight tension enveloped me. I felt like I had lost something important. I felt like I was missing something.

I find it necessary to be connected. I felt lonely. I felt as if everything I knew was taken away from me. I had the feeling my cell was vibrating ... I began to search for it and found nothing. I didnt realize it would be so isolating. I began to feel distress and despair. The silence was killing me. The anxiety continued for the rest of the day. I feel paralyzed-- almost handicapped in my ability to live. I felt uncomfortable, disconnected. I went on a walk... I felt the same.

Emptiness. Emptiness overwhelms me. I felt I could not handle it anymore. Unplugging my ethernet cable felt like turning of a life support system. I was totally desperate. I panicked. I felt a strong feeling of anguish. I cannot imagine how life would be without using media. The only thing going through my mind was the voice of a psychopath. I felt incomplete. My nerves were overwhelmed. I am an addict. Media is my drug. Maybe it is unhealthy that I cant be without knowing.

The anxiety and loneliness inside me were growing. I could hardly concentrate. I went into absolute panic mode. I felt so uncomfortable and insecure. It felt as though I was being tortured. In short, I believe I have no willpower to be disconnected. I feel empty. I feel isolated. I feel like a slave to media. I sat in my bed and stared blankly. I was tempted. I felt I needed it at that second. I felt so lonely.I had nothing to do.

I began going crazy. I felt like a drug addict. Even in my dreams I see myself chatting. I felt a strong compulsion, as if certain devices were telling me to go check my computer. I felt dead. I got lost. I am so dependent. I felt so urged to go online... I could barely practice self control. The feeling of nothing passed into my heart; a slight tension enveloped me. I felt like I had lost something important. I felt like I was missing something.

I find it necessary to be connected. I felt lonely. I felt as if everything I knew was taken away from me. I had the feeling my cell was vibrating ... I began to search for it and found nothing. I didnt realize it would be so isolating. I began to feel distress and despair. The silence was killing me. The anxiety continued for the rest of the day. I feel paralyzed-- almost handicapped in my ability to live. I felt uncomfortable, disconnected. I went on a walk... I felt the same.

Emptiness. Emptiness overwhelms me. I felt I could not handle it anymore. Unplugging my ethernet cable felt like turning of a life support system. I was totally desperate. I panicked. I felt a strong feeling of anguish. I cannot imagine how life would be without using media. The only thing going through my mind was the voice of a psychopath. I felt incomplete. My nerves were overwhelmed. I am an addict. Media is my drug. Maybe it is unhealthy that I cant be without knowing.

It was surprising to see how desperate I was. I felt a little pathetic. My senses went numb and I felt paralyzed. Emptiness overwhelmed me. I had a raised heart rate, increased anxiety and was panicking. I am addicted to social media. I went to sleep at 8 pm. I felt like there was a problem with me. Isolated. My dependence is absolutely sickening. Ringing over and over in my ears ... it was haunting me! I felt desperate and felt some kind of anguish.

The anxiety and loneliness inside me were growing. I could hardly concentrate. I went into absolute panic mode. I felt so uncomfortable and insecure. It felt as though I was being tortured. In short, I believe I have no willpower to be disconnected. I feel empty. I feel isolated. I feel like a slave to media. I sat in my bed and stared blankly. I was tempted. I felt I needed it at that second. I felt so lonely.I had nothing to do.

I began going crazy. I felt like a drug addict. Even in my dreams I see myself chatting. I felt a strong compulsion, as if certain devices were telling me to go check my computer. I felt dead. I got lost. I am so dependent. I felt so urged to go online... I could barely practice self control. The feeling of nothing passed into my heart; a slight tension enveloped me. I felt like I had lost something important. I felt like I was missing something.

I find it necessary to be connected. I felt lonely. I felt as if everything I knew was taken away from me. I had the feeling my cell was vibrating ... I began to search for it and found nothing. I didnt realize it would be so isolating. I began to feel distress and despair. The silence was killing me. The anxiety continued for the rest of the day. I feel paralyzed-- almost handicapped in my ability to live. I felt uncomfortable, disconnected. I went on a walk... I felt the same.

Emptiness. Emptiness overwhelms me. I felt I could not handle it anymore. Unplugging my ethernet cable felt like turning of a life support system. I was totally desperate. I panicked. I felt a strong feeling of anguish. I cannot imagine how life would be without using media. The only thing going through my mind was the voice of a psychopath. I felt incomplete. My nerves were overwhelmed. I am an addict. Media is my drug. Maybe it is unhealthy that I cant be without knowing.