I’ve seen people thank their smart speaker but ignore the barista. That scares me. Machines don’t need kindness—we do. Respecting people keeps us grounded and humane.
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I’ve worked with AI for years, and honestly, while it’s powerful and fascinating, it’s not conscious—it just mimics us. It’s like talking to a mirror that doesn’t actually feel anything.
I used to think I missed my chance. That I was too old to start over. But then life pushed me — and I found a version of myself I hadn’t met yet. Turns out, change doesn’t check your birth ...
Some mornings, I wake up and wonder why I’m still pushing forward — no finish line, no applause. Just me and the weight of not knowing. But somehow, I still lace up my shoes and take one more step.
I’ve asked myself this more than once — late at night, quietly. What if I keep working, keep sacrificing, and never actually arrive? It’s a fear that lives in the background of trying.
There were days I gave it everything — energy, heart, time — and still felt like I was standing still. It made me wonder if something was wrong with me. But maybe it’s just part of this season of life.
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Every Monday, I take a walk with my dog and blast my old-school playlist. It’s my way of saying, “Hey, I’m still here.” A little movement, a little music — it reconnects me to myself.
Friday gave me hope. Monday steals it. I always wondered why I was more exhausted after the weekend — until I realized emotional whiplash is a real thing. I started treating rest like recovery, not weakness.
I gave up pretending I could “crush” Monday at 5 a.m. Instead, I found one simple thing — like a good cup of coffee or 10 minutes of silence — to give my Monday a fighting chance.
Every Sunday night, my stomach starts to knot up. Mondays feel like someone pressed the reset button on stress. I’ve learned it’s not just about work — it’s about losing that weekend version of me.
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