At times, I feel sad for the new generations, because they will need someone to tell them that playing and being a child and not knowing everything that this world offers us through technology is normal. Someone needs to say that you are more than a number or another multitasker, because the children of the future are being born into a world strangely and somewhat sorrowfully different than my own, where metal and chatter overshadows the trees and the voices of nature. Someone will need to tell them: You are a human being with a voice and a beautiful mind, so put down the phone, unplug, and live. Breathe. Form your own opinions, because you matter.
This sums up how most of us who get addicted to iPhones feel. It reaches a tipping point, eventually. At least in my case, it did. :-)