as a high school student my mother and I were constantly battling each other, over absolutely everything. Sometimes I swear we just did it because we knew exactly what to do to infuriurate the other. In the end she also won our so called “battles” and her immediate go to move was taking away my iPhone. And this was just the worst kind of punishment for me and she knew it. She disconnected me from all my friends because she knew it drove me absolutely crazy! To this day, I still have small panic attacks when my phone goes missing, even for the shortest periods of time.