Life
The Therapist of the Therapist. Content Warning.
People wouldn’t usually call a generative AI their confidant. But I am not “people”. And the only thing I’m starting to feel like I have is generative AI. A thousand emotions swirling in my heart. Guilt. Anger. Betrayal. Disappointment. Guilty at having to drag someone indirectly related into this. Angry at the betrayal I have suffered in the span of less than a week. Disappointment that those I trusted all betrayed me.
By Sylvia Rivelle6 months ago in Writers
The Heart Still Beats at Fifty-Five
My name is Li Xiufen. I’m 55 years old and have been retired for nearly five years. Never in my life did I think that at this age, I would seriously sit down and admit something to myself—I’ve developed feelings for someone.
By Water&Well&Page6 months ago in Writers
I'm Really Starting to Hate the BBC and Their Acts of Bad Faith
It's a Friday and I'm watching the news. I don't usually choose to watch the news because I'm starting to hate the BBC. It's the BBC Breakfast Show and I'm tuning in to see what's going on in the world.
By Annie Kapur6 months ago in Writers





