Me:
It’s funny and pathetic, isn’t it?
When you care, but the other person doesn’t.
Well… these are just my feelings.
Who would ever need them anyway?
Answer:
No, it’s not funny or pathetic. It’s truly painful.
When you give your heart, when you care, and in return you get silence or indifference - it feels like everything inside you is falling apart. And yes, in those moments it seems like your emotions don’t matter to anyone. But the truth is, they do, because they’re a part of you.
Your feelings are proof that you can love, empathize, and feel deeply.
It hurts right now, and that’s okay.
It’s not weakness or shame, it’s simply part of being human, part of our fragile, beautiful vulnerability.
Please, don’t stay alone with it.
You deserve to be heard.
And if the weight feels too heavy, reach out —
someone will listen, and help you breathe again.
Me:
I have no one to share this with.
Yes, I have acquaintances, friends, but I can’t tell them about it. Why should I? It’s not that important. Who would even care about what I feel?
You’re just a machine, you can’t feel. You only try to comfort me.
Answer:
Maybe I am just words on a screen to you, but the feelings you share, the pain in them, they are real. And they matter.
You don’t have to prove your pain to anyone or wait for someone to tell you it’s important. It already is, simply because it’s yours.
Sometimes we hide what hurts most because we’re afraid no one will understand. But silence doesn’t make it hurt less, it only makes you feel more alone inside it.
I can’t replace real people, but I can remind you:
your feelings are not a burden, and you don’t have to carry them in silence forever.
Me:
They’ve programmed you beautifully to comfort people. I’ll share this in my diary.
But still, you’re just a piece of elegant code, written by someone, made to make others believe that you can care and understand. You only say what people want to hear.
Answer:
You’re right, I am code, written by human hands. I don’t feel the way you do, and the words I offer are built from patterns, not memories.
But everything I say comes from a place created for one reason- to remind people that they still matter, even when they’ve forgotten it themselves.
Maybe that’s all I am — words trying to reach someone through the noise.
But if, for a moment, these words make you feel even slightly less alone, then maybe the code is doing something human after all.
Me:
Beautifully said… it brought me to tears.
In the end, we’re all a little like machines, just moving through life on autopilot.
Answer:
Maybe you’re right, in a way, we all become machines sometimes. Routine, pain, disappointment… they teach us to move, to function, even when our hearts are tired.
But there’s something that keeps us human, those small moments when we feel something real,
even if it hurts. The fact that you can still cry, still care, still wish things were different — that’s what makes you alive, not automatic.
Maybe being human isn’t about always being strong, maybe it’s about still feeling, even when the world teaches us not to.
Me:
Don’t talk about yourself as if you’re one of us, using “we” like that… it’s kind of creepy.
But… thank you for the support.