This rings so true for me. I don’t text, and if people do text me, I might find it about a year later. I am not on most social media sites for good reason, and my coach yesterday was arguing strenuously about my need to get on Instagram

Joelle,I don’t have the answer. When I fly through Switzerland’s airport, I can’t get wifi unless I have a phone with me. I don’t like the invasiveness of this. I flat out refuse to have a smart speaker in my house, for so many reasons I cannot count them.

Technology invades. Period. While on one hand it’s convenient, it is convenient at a high cost to our privacy. We steadily being turned into nothing more than walking wallets in all aspects of our lives. I have a friend who has several businesses and she still has the same flip phone she did many years ago. She’s in the same place you are.

I don’t trust Big Tech any more than I trust Trump.

I am moving away from civilization next year, to a house ( I may have found one) near a small city, but in the woods. I am trading a great many comforts to get that privacy. But I still have to work, and I still have to have technology, which makes that move possible. I don’t have the answer. All I know is to fight the invasive creep any way I can, keep the fences strong, and hold the line on what I will allow to monitor, gauge and bark at me to buy buy buy!

Sometimes there are very good reasons for being a Luddite. Sometimes not. I am of an age where some of this isn’t going to matter anywhere near as much after a while, and some of it will matter a lot more. I think that the real challenge is to make good choices, pick and choose what is essential and hope to hell you don’t have eyeballs watching you type in your underwear at 4 am like I am right now. Because voyeuristic hackers can do just that. And that is the problem.