7 signs you're addicted to your phone

The average person checks their phone 150 times a day apparently. I reckon I've done that by lunchtime. I asked my boyfriend recently if he thinks I'm addicted to my phone and he couldn't shout 'yes' quickly enough. Firstly it's important we acknowledge addiction is a disease. I once checked my phone at a funeral before realising what a disgusting human being I am and stuffing it back in my bag....

Here are 7 signs that you too, are in a relationship with your phone.

[Sorry babe]

1) You get genuine heart palpitations when your battery gets below 20%. And why does it get below 20%? Because you've been on it all day! I actually get this when it gets below 50%...issues...

2) You spend stupid amounts of money on pretty phone cases that wouldn't protect the phone in any kind of accident whatsoever but look good when permanently attached to your hand. The most I ever spent on a phone case was £80. Yep. It was bejewelled though so seemed like a wise investment.

3) Your significant other bans you from having your phone while watching a movie because you entirely lose the plot of the film but keep firmly up to date with Instagram, which is just as important right?

4) Every outing is a possible photo opportunity. I haven't gone quite as far as buying a selfie stick (that will be a dark dark day indeed) but every time I leave the house photos are fair game. Sometimes even when I haven't left the house. My cat avoids me.

5) You're the first to know when anything remotely gossip worthy occurs because you notice it in real time. You screenshot it and send it to your closest friends on your group's whatsapp. Duh

6) When something amazing/funny/awful happens one of your first thoughts is ''how can I summarise this in 140 characters or less?'' It's very important you keep Twitter followers up to date with absolutely everything that happens.

7) When you momentarily lose your phone i.e. down the side of the sofa you go on a rampage accusing everyone of hiding it. You check the washing machine in an absolute frenzy to check it hasn't drowned and when you eventually find it the relief is out of this world. Thank god my 430 selfies are not lost forever. My best friend that lives firmly within my £1.50 Disney princess phone case will live to tweet another day.

Do any of these sound familiar to you? Do you need to go to iPhone rehab?