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what makes me hate phone on bedtime:

1. Reminds me about how I feel so lonely, that my only entertainment is staring on this small monitor. How I rarely mingle, how few are my friend -no close friend-, how I don't really socialize, counting on how few my achievements, how I am so far from doing anything to achieve what I want, how the only person I have is myself to truly share my deepest thoughts, and of course envy people who at least have other people to talk to rather than a toddler (not the toddler's fault of course). HA! 
*a friend told me there are times for certain things which is soothing, but who knows?*
2. Phone on bedtime means browsing. And, browsing social media(s) makes me want soooo many things and curious about the price. 2(a). Then, look for cheaper substitute. Infinite cycles. 2(b). I need to be this, to have this, do this, then that which pretty much I don't do in reality.
3. Brings insomnia. I can't stop that makes me losing my sleepy, then, I ended up unable to sleep after 12am. 

So, throw away this phone after 9pm. But, I keep on failing using "I need entertainment" excuse. 

Curbing my desires is my way to avoid me from item no.1&2. PLEASE, ANYONE HELP! :'(

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