We live in hell. Death to the west

I blearily open my eyes at 4:55am, after snoozing 25 minutes of alarms. I still ache from yesterday’s labour, so I crack as many bones in my body as I can before dragging myself out of bed. I have just enough time to boil the kettle and prepare a tea. My thermos will keep it too hot to drink until I arrive at work, defeating the purpose of preparing it. I sometimes forget to brush my teeth or take my antidepressant medication, despite leaving both medication and teeth cleaning implements in highly visible locations. I keep a strongly minted gum in my work locker for this reason. As I make it to the bus stop, I stand in the cold for several minutes and wonder why I ever quit smoking cigarettes.

Including someone just yesterday who said they’ve STOPPED SEEING THEIR PSYCHOLOGIST and are ONLY USING CHATGPT for therapy now.

This shit is genuinely dangerous. “AI” therapy got me feeling like bro fr.

Deteriorating material conditions + expensive mental healthcare options + LLMs that recommend tall bridges to suicidal people, what a fucking great recipe

That’s without even getting into the privacy concerns of telling your deepest feelings and secrets to a fucking chatbot that literally builds a profile on you. Someone else said to me recently that they basically use chatgpt to journal so it knows everything about them and their friends and god knows what else. So yeh, take comfort in the fact that even if you’ve never interacted with this dogshit, it could probably still have a deep profile on you because one of your dumbass friends decided to use it as a diary because LLMs just agree with everything you say and are very validating.

I looked into this “Tibet action group” think tank and its run by some random Canadian-born lady. It doesn’t seem as off-kilter as something like falon gong, that being said I didn’t go further than a couple of Wikipedia pages.