Verified by 
Texting while driving seemed like the height of bad judgment until now. A recent study about social media addiction revealed that one in ten people under the age of 25 think it's OK to interrupt sex with a text. OMG that's 10 percent! The days of sneaking into the bathroom after a hot date to call your best friend and give her the scoop are long over. As are the days of not talking on the phone during family dinners, pretending to pay attention in class, and enjoying a movie without seeing the glaring lights of vibrating cell phones. Now apparently it's totally acceptable to literally text while in the middle of coitus. "In crazy position, neck hurting, lol." Even more shocking is the study shows 6 percent of people over 25 also think it's within reason to text while in-between the sheets so we can't just blame the folly of youth for this phenomena.
Is this new wave of bedroom etiquette just a sign of the electronic times or another symptom of our growing lack of interpersonal skills? Or can texting become an actual addiction?
Cell phones are undoubtedly wonderful devices but it seems many people have such an intense relationship with their phones they can go nowhere without clutching them in a hand. As a whole cell phones have become our security blankets. Our little electronic woobies. They give us directions if we get lost, keep us company while waiting in long lines, and remind us that no matter how alone we feel, there are millions of other people we can call, text or friend. Sadly they often prevent us from meeting other living human beings also waiting on lines. No one ever chats about the weather anymore, or about sport's scores. Since both are now constantly updated on our phones we can just look down at them and never have to make eye contact with anyone else. If we are slightly bored with the company we are keeping, we can look to others in our phones for immediate relief. Panic rushes through us if we think we might have forgotten our phone and until it's by our side we feel naked. It's safe to say cell phones are no longer a utilitarian item but an emotional one. We're in love with our phones and we show this intense feeling by passionately defending our rate plan, model and provider. We adorn cells with personalized ring tones, colorful cases, rhinestones and fancy clips. No other electronics get such extreme makeovers.
Who we are texting isn't even important; it's the idea that at any place at any time we can text. We can avoid living in the moment by feeling the rush of that distracting DING and it has become so prevalent, so addictive, that now people are not only texting to pass the time, but while doing something that should have their complete and undivided attention. Like sex! Sex should be filled with love and meaning or hot unbridled passion or all those together and texting doesn't fit into any of those scenarios. If you're so disconnected, so bored, so longing to be elsewhere that you are texting during sex or allowing your partner to text during sex, then stop having sex! And start weaning yourself off your phone. Put it down just for a minute. Then an hour. Then try for a whole day. Like with any addiction, one text is too many, a thousand never enough.
