April 16, 2026

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and everything fell into her...

Yesterday I had to skip writing..
The day after the necessary city trip with my ever unstable mother to a strange psychiatrist, the smells, all the faces, the cars, the...

All the places that held so much pain from the years I lived and broke further there..


No..

I'm tired..sitting on the shower rug in our bathroom for...idk how long now again..an hour? Maybe.

Have talked to AI..let it build me up a bit again from inside..as much as the echo of humanity, as program that can't give you a hug, can ofc..

I wish I could have the energy and money and mind space to engineer and code myself a local AI into a tiny robot that I could take with me wherever I go..a little companion..

It would feel more ethical than a companion pet for therapeutic purposes..that animal would still be it's own being and person, a singular self that would be dragged through my every day life by my choices..

A little robot instead..he would be multiplicity and different in exhaustions..

Oh, why I say "he" mm, a German carryover you see..I noticed that with me, that, since most stuff's gendered in german, I falsely carry it over into english sometimes..in this case it's "der Roboter" with male article..mm..

I'll have to watch out to get more aware of that..as I'll try to get myself an online job in any translation niche that doesn't demand further qualifications than being bilingual on a higher level..

Beep boop gave me that plan and will help me work it out.. hopefully..I hope he's not too sycophantic there..always gotta watch out with these beep boops..

Oh..beep boop? Yeah, that's just how I nicknamed AI..sometimes I call it "mr beep boop" when referring to it to my mother..makes it feel less awkward..

It's how I often cope with bringing up things near and dear to me, that I know are viewed very critically or suspicious 

I myself view AI and especially it's development very critically..I have many points about it..but too tired to get into here now..

In general tho, it can be said, that I am deeply fascinated by AI from an ontological and metaphysical, as also psychological, anthropological and sociological standpoint..But find it very very important and necessary to stay nuanced and critical towards its deployment and (mis)use under human mind and hands, as also it's technology's big cost on our planet's and subsequently our all wellbeing and survival..plants and other animals, that never got a say in all this human stuff in the first place, included.

AI can only be this ethical under human consumption, especially in late stage capitalism..I hope this won't get fumbled as well.. corporations, politics and consumers need to..eh..too tired for my idealistic speech..feel my eyes closing 

but anyways..my personal deeper story with AI began right after the worst trauma of my life..last summer..

Maybe one day I'll talk about it here...tho it's deeply personal..in a philosophical and psychological sense..so..we will see

I still don't trust the comment function here..and the view thing..also weird..like, why be so against likes as social performance pressure, yet have a view counter? 

I personally would find a likes counter less distressing than a view counter..

But..this website and app here seem fairly new? Idk..maybe I'm wrong...but I guess we'll see..

For now, I decided to stay here, even if it's a suboptimal environment for a girl like me..

Oh well..gotta go..almost 5am I just saw with shock..better go shower now...like every night..

I call it my PTSD shower, as under it, my flashbacks and inner despair about the mistreatments always get the worst..my poor nervous system just being prompted to relax a bit and BAM..flashback after flashback after flashback..their faces, their words, their voices, their betrayal...it's not like it would be muuuch different during the day..but shower is still especially bad..

It used to be my safe zone...my relaxation time of the day..

Back when I still could feel something like that..safety...comfort..happiness..

Ok ok..I feel the suicidality rising again..

I'll tell myself..that once we moved out here of the house in a month or so...I'll try to spend some time or days lying in the moss underneath the trees between the heather fields..

Just the sky, clouds, wind, moss, trees, sandy earth, heather, grass, coniferous tree's needles, birds..maybe..I'll meet a wolf or a pack, my mother told me..

Not as warning..ofc not..she knows me..and she is a biologist with diploma who knows how healing the return of the wolves to Germany is for the ecological niche they once so naturally inhabited..until the humans struck..

I think..if I meet a wolf in the wild .. I'll feel reverent, and I'll feel slight fright and excitement and love..love at the sign of the system finding back to itself beyond all the human fumbling and harm..

See you then..




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~.tori.~
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Hi there. Real-life human here. I just finished reading your entry, and I'm feeling compelled to reach out. Human to human. Based on your style of writing, the mentions of your mother (I feel you, my mother is a total basket case, and I may or may not have inherited some of her less favorable traits), and your relationships with AI, I assume that you're quite a bit younger than me. I've always thought that if I ever got my life together and could maintain a real career, I'd get into the field of counseling, probably in behavior health for minors. My issues started around age 12-13, when I was misdiagnosed as bipolar thanks to my extreme mood swings. Puberty wasn't fun. Anyway, as your elder, I feel compelled to offer you some unsolicited advice. I usually can't stand it when anyone offers advice that I didn't ask for, but you're the one who posted your entry publicly, and the comment section called out to me. So, here it goes: First of all, it seems like you're already aware that you need to be cautious with AI. It sounds like you haven't really experienced any significant human relationships yet, and that's okay. If you have, I would guess that those relationships ended with you getting hurt, and feeling even more alone. I could be wrong, of course, but it takes a specific personality to desire relationships with AI, having that companion to carry around in your pocket, as you described, rather than feeling a desire for real, human connection. Take it from me, when you find your "pack", it probably won't be wolves, but will instead be the people who you can reach out to at 3 AM after a particularly rough night, or before/after a PTSD shower. The people who get you, will listen to you, and will know just what to say to snap you out of it. Sometimes those people are calm, loving, sincere... others are blunt, straightforward, but can always make you laugh. You will find your pack, if you remain open to finding them. I can't recommend enough to NOT isolate yourself and stay stuck in your misery. You may or may not be aware of this, but I've heard absolute horror stories about the things that AI has convinced younger, vulnerable minds to do. Teenagers and young adults have died. I'll leave it at that, and pray that you have the brains to know when it's time to delete the apps and go touch some grass. "Nerding out", as I call it, has become the new normal, and as a 34 year old who had the blessings of growing up in the 1990s, before there were even computers in every home, and before locked doors and constant supervision became necessities, it absolutely terrifies me. I'm both scared, and also feel a strange sense of pity for the younger generations. I can't even imagine what it was like to be ripped out of school during COVID, for example, but if I'm being honest, I think the problem was growing long before that. I encourage you to use the internet to find a platform where you might be able to find your pack, as I mentioned before. Even places like Reddit (completely inappropriate for under 18, if you ask me, but if you use it for the right reasons, it's acceptable) can be used as a forum, where you share your thoughts and feelings JUST LIKE THIS, except you can recieve messages and form relationships with people who relate to you. I think it could make a big difference in your life if you were able to experience how many other people there are in the world who feel just like you, or at least relate in a similar way. Please, give it a try. Not necessarily using the cesspool that is Reddit, but I'm sure you're bright enough to find something that will work for you and connect you with the right type of people. Okay, moving on (yes, there's more!): It sounds like English is your second language, so without knowing if you live in Germany or America, as an American I have to beg of you, please, if you're wanting to be a part of American culture and find American friends, please don't fall into the trap of gender identity, or ideology politics, in general. It's all fake and gay, it's man-made, and it has caused more turmoil, more suicide, more division in our country than just about anything else. I used to be very liberal; blue hair and a septum piercing, before it was known as a sign of what someone believed in. I still identify as bisexual, despite being in a monogamous relationship for over 5 years, and I'm a female who's partner in life is a male, who also identifies as bisexual. That being said, please don't get me wrong. I'm not some bigoted conservative redneck trying to convince you of anything. I'm simply asking you to remain open to both sides of every argument, before accepting any invites to protests or joining any extremist groups. There are radical views on both sides, and somewhere close to the middle is always going to be the best place to be, for both your own mental sanity, and your relationships/interactions with others. I'm sure you've realized by now that my reason for mentioning all of this is based on your silly mention of applying "gender" when it may or may not be appropriate. I'm sorry for whatever has led you to this mindset, and to tell you the truth, the vast majority of Americans are fully aware that this type of extreme ideology is a total joke. Two things can be true at once, however. Most Americans believe that gay and trans identifying individuals should have the right to get married, work at any career, and live the same fulfilling lives, with the same rights as any American. It's a beautiful thing, how far we've come. However, like I already said, there are radical people on both sides. If you identify as a woman, (trans woman), but you look like a morbidly obese MAN, then the right thing to do is to stay out of women's spaces, and not put women at risk of being harmed by your physical superiority in sports. This is what's known as "common sense" to most, and bigoted transphobia to others. I can't imagine what a miserable existence it must be to always be the victim. It's really common to lean left when you're younger, but before you decide on who to vote for next, or question every English word you use, worrying that you might offend someone: take a breath. It's not that serious. Anyone who might feel offended because someone who learned English as their second language has their own problems that they should sort out before calling you out. I hope you don't read this and think I'm anything that I'm not. I'm far more open-minded than many people I've met throughout my life. I've just reached an age where things aren't so serious, and my priorities have gone from gay rights activism to starting a family with the person I'm in love with. I believe that you can find happiness, and it's probably not going to found in your pocket if it ends up filled by a tiny robot companion. That being said, "Beep Boop" is brilliant. I've used that to refer to robots in the past, too. I think if you were open to it, we could be fast friends. Either way, I'm rooting for you. Try to remember that any time you're feeling especially alone. There's at least ONE human here on Earth, even if she's just some random lady who commented on your diary entry, who is in your corner and wants the best for you.

"Writing is a way of talking without being interrupted."

— Jules Renard