Damn iPhone made me cry
Last September I lost my iPhone.
Two months later I lost my best friend to a drug overdose.
Today I finally got a replacement iPhone. It is the “new model.” It took me two hours to figure out how to sync everything up and get all of my old apps to download.
Do you know, it saved everything?
Including my last text message to my dear friend Zach, which was spoken in anger. And all I can think, is fuck you, iPhone.
Fuck you very much for that painful reminder staring me right in the face. It’s bad enough that I take the long route from school so I don’t pass by his work, and it really sucks that Facebook won’t stop telling me to “reconnect” with him. But you, dear iPhone, take the prize.
Here’s my open wound, please, feel free to pour salt into it.
Fuck you, because while you are replaceable, my friend will never be! Those words you so kindly remembered are words I can never take back and I hate myself for ever typing them.
Honestly, iPhone, the least you could do is come with a warning.
CAUTION: SYNCING WILL RESULT IN PAINFUL MEMORIES THAT WILL LIKELY LEAVE YOU A BLUBBERY MESS.
Then maybe add a precautionary:
ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO PROCEED?
Because then? I would have answered NO. No, iPhone, I do not want to relive the last thing I text to my dead friend.
Blogfully yours,
Summer
Oh honey, I’m so sorry. This post caused my eyes to water. A lot.
I’m certain you had a zillion sweet things to say to Zach. You’re the kindest person I know. Zach knows it too.
xo
Reading this made me teary-eyed. I recently found an old Nokia brick from when I was married to my ex. Lots of angry text messages on it. For me it was validating to see me standing up for myself. I’m sorry that you had to relive your old anger and sadness.
This post reminds me of friends who parted ways because someone said something mean to the other. And yet, when they reconnect at some later point, no one can ever remember what was said. I like to think that Zach is out there somewhere thinking of you fondly.
take heart tho…I’m sure your wonderfulness far outweighs the occasional bs that happened to spurt from your restless soul.
You’re right, you can’t change the past and take back the things you said. And yes, fuck you iphone. But remember you can’t live in the past either. You have to forgive yourself, you know Zach did. You know he wasn’t holding a grudge, he never did.