Lost phone in Depression

I feel so stupid for losing my phone. Ever since I lost it I’ve been feeling horrible. My phone is like my child, like it’s so damn important to me. My life is on that thing. Plus I can’t even call the place where it could be because phone calls to strangers give me panic attacks. Fuck sake. I hate this. Maybe I’ll persuade my mum to ring that McDonalds that I think I lost it in…I’ve already emailed them but nobody has gotten back to me. I also emailed the club, but they said they hadn’t found one of the description. Like every time I think about it I cry. I’m so lame. But seriously that thing is precious (and expensive!) And I’ve so much on there. I didn’t even think to back up everything because I’m normally so careful with it.

Ugh it’s been a week now though so it’s probably hopeless