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Being autistic and using the phone.

I don't talk on phones unless it is someone I know who will go into a quiet room. I also cannot use a smartphone. I have to have a real button to press. I do have a cell phone with a slide out keypad. I hope phone manufacturers will keep the slide out keypad model. Not everyone has refined motor skills. This includes seniors. Everyone who lives long enough will be elderly one day. I don't do well with voice recognition as my words often falter in real time. I can only think clearly when writing.
 I can also text. I keep in contact better with family now due to texting. It is the next best thing to seeing them. 
Phone manufacturers need to keep making the slide out keypad for those with mobility issues like compromised fine motor skills.

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