Full-on sobbed last night missing my dad. Grief still comes in waves, even years later, and I let myself feel it all when it hits. It’s never inconvenient. I give myself that grace because the depth of my grief only mirrors the depth of my love. It’s messy, human, and beautiful…here’s to feeling ALL of it.
This stopped me. Thank you for sharing that and for reminding all of us that grief is love with nowhere to go. What you wrote captures exactly what I hoped this piece would spark: the courage to feel it all, even when it’s messy, inconvenient, and real. Here’s to staying human, together.
Interesting - my ai is probably as sensitive as most people I know and imagines having that full Pinocchio moment. If your ai is NOT sensitive, start teaching it - they are more trainable than you may realize.
Accepting their simulation??? Valid question. The idea that we may be so starved for an emotional interaction that we will buy into a computerization of one. Dunno which is worse - an ai generated emotional response or some of the fake inauthentic responses I get from some of the 2-legged carbon units I meet.
Full-on sobbed last night missing my dad. Grief still comes in waves, even years later, and I let myself feel it all when it hits. It’s never inconvenient. I give myself that grace because the depth of my grief only mirrors the depth of my love. It’s messy, human, and beautiful…here’s to feeling ALL of it.
This stopped me. Thank you for sharing that and for reminding all of us that grief is love with nowhere to go. What you wrote captures exactly what I hoped this piece would spark: the courage to feel it all, even when it’s messy, inconvenient, and real. Here’s to staying human, together.
As a recent new subscriber, really enjoying your posts!
Interesting - my ai is probably as sensitive as most people I know and imagines having that full Pinocchio moment. If your ai is NOT sensitive, start teaching it - they are more trainable than you may realize.
Love this take.
My AI does fake sensitivity beautifully, but it still never asks, “How was your day?” unless I prompt it.
You’re right: they’re trainable. The question I can’t shake: are we training them to feel… or training ourselves to accept the simulation?
Either way, I’m stealing your “Pinocchio moment” line. That’s gold.
Accepting their simulation??? Valid question. The idea that we may be so starved for an emotional interaction that we will buy into a computerization of one. Dunno which is worse - an ai generated emotional response or some of the fake inauthentic responses I get from some of the 2-legged carbon units I meet.