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Why didn’t anyone tell me how good 7up cake was!?

I grew up coastal and eventually moved to a landlocked state. People here don’t understand the primal urge to hear the lapping waves 😩

Starting a daily arthritis pain journal. I have so many thoughts and feelings about having an autoimmune disorder that cripples me. I appear normal but on my worst days I can barely get out of bed. I feel like life is limiting me at every turn. It’s depressing, so that’s what the journal is for.

I could be at home playing Expedition 33 right now.

Finally canceled Netflix.

I can feel time slipping through my fingers. I can’t keep hoping that life will temper me into someone stronger, someone better. I have to keep diving into the fear over and over again. I just need to differentiate between what’s fear and what’s burnout.

They wanted to fit a square peg in a round hole, and they were not afraid to use sandpaper. They were doing what they thought was best for me. I don’t resent them for it anymore, but I still need to fix it. I feel like I make the same pledge every year, but I’m getting older now.

This year I am going to say yes to every farfetched creative idea I have. I have to undo this lifelong trauma around being myself. I was conditioned to believe my personality was too big, too annoying. I was asked to not stand out or make waves. It wasn’t just my family asking me to be civil.

She has a genuine interest in being part of my world, even the parts that aren’t easy to learn. It’s just one of the many reasons I adore her endlessly.

My wife has adopted my Filipino-American traditions in the sweetest and most respectful ways. She’s gone out of her way to look up Tagalog words she’s heard, dishes that we eat (even the obscure ones!), and aspects of our customs and culture without ever being asked to do so.

We fed the machine the most human parts of ourselves and it churned out these soulless facsimiles; echoes of writers past. Their expertly crafted original texts Frankensteined into forced cohesion with all the rhythm and none of the blues. How much more of ourselves are we willing to lose?

I know I sometimes phrase things awkwardly, but as we hurtle helplessly towards a completely AI-driven future, I find myself missing the quirky word choices and clunky sentence structures that define certain people.

It’s human to want to improve your writing. To craft perfect sentences that convey exactly what you’re feeling. With the rise of AI-generated work emails, sympathy cards, and children’s stories, all human nuance is being removed from the written word.

I don’t think I’ve felt truly “alone” since I’ve had a cell phone. Every in-person conversation I’ve ever had since then has been punctuated by chimes and screen-watching. I haven’t been “alone with my thoughts” in over 24 years, because someone has always been just a call or text away. I miss it.

Will there ever feel like there’s enough time for everything? For getting to know your partner, your friends, or organizing trivial collections, and watching all the movies on your watch list? And how do you navigate all of it without getting overwhelmed?

Netflix’s Wednesday is just Veronica Mars with a goth paint job.

all the trauma responses and bad habits I learned from them and I have to do it without their help. I always wonder what kind of person I would have turned out to be without all the trauma. Would I still care so deeply for others, or would I have become a heartless capitalist like Dad?

want to talk about how their upbringing fucked them up forever. I understand they have their pride; they did the best they could do. But their best still left me irrevocably damaged and traumatized, and they won’t even help me pick up the pieces. I feel like I’m still reeling from it all, unlearning

Losing my relationship with my dad was not a huge loss, but losing my connection with mom a few months ago still stings. I feel like I never had a stable and consistent parent I could trust in my life. And as someone who wants to be a parent, I can’t imagine just dismissing my child when they

So much healing left to do.

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Then he rode off into the sunset on his cool kitted out bicycle.

When I paid for my meal at the food truck, the owner said “The man before you bought you a drink.” When we made eye contact across the courtyard, I toasted the drink to him, and he answered back with double finger guns. That made my entire day.

We saw too much of ourselves in “Free” but it made us hopeful at the same time.

future-proof digital propaganda that can’t be distinguished from the real thing, and to push us further into digital slavery. Then comes the death of art. Media becomes a pale imitation of artistry, all for the sake of views and engagement. Content meant for consumption, not the author’s message.

led to countless factory worker deaths, child labor, poor working conditions, no OSHA-type regulations, polluted the environment, and increased the wealth gap between capitalists and the working class. These unfettered investments into AI are transparent attempts by the capitalist class to

AI defenders seem to be forgetting one crucial fact: greedy-ass capitalists ruin everything. Even if something is capable of creating so much good in the world, it all comes at a cost. The Industrial Revolution created jobs and inspired technological innovations, but the rush to be first to market

So today I learned that even though so much has changed, I am still ruled by my trauma, my pain, and my vengeance. I have this vindictive, cruel side that seldom appears, but when it does, I don’t even recognize myself. I have nothing to gain and everything to lose every time I embrace it.

One day I woke up and I wasn’t 100% an extrovert anymore. I used to take every opportunity I could to leave the house and be around people, but now people scare me. Social situations give me anxiety. Even talking to old friends or good friends feels stressful and I can’t pinpoint why.

Wife and I saw some shooting stars on Wednesday night at 3am. Really puts things into perspective.

AI is making your monthly power bill go up even if you don’t use it www.tiktok.com/t/ZT6ACJuqM/