You know that feeling of being scared to be happy even for a brief moment? Because that sensation when your happy little world crashes down and wrenches your entire gut and closes your thoat is the worst. And the bad always seems to come smashing down when you've just started floating again. So you avoid the crash by any cost. just not allowing youself to float up with happiness again. If everything remains in shambles maybe the bad won't come because ther is nothing left to shatter...
But sometimes you are dumb and faint glitter of hope makes you think maybe I'll try floating again maybe this time it won't crash. But it will.
Just one call and a nice and relaxed weekend that finally cheered me up a bit, became the start of probably the most difficult time I'll have to face...
I'm trueley terrified of whats ahead...

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still waitin on that date w/ jet <3

did we ever make vampin great again

I've been enjoying reading Jujutsu Kaisen a lot more than I thought I would. The powers are extremely convoluted, and things are completely absurd, but it is hella entertaining. I love Kinji's domain expansion. Pure gamba brain. LOL

WAR IS COMIN GOD s WRATH

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Perhaps there are others here who also work in the IT sector and/or have strong connections to the topic:

Currently, I am finding it increasingly difficult to continue working in my field, but in general and not explicitly related to my workplace.
Professionally, I deal with the topic of AI on a daily basis, but also to such an extent that issues such as professional recognition and even promotions depend on excessive use.
AI undoubtedly has its (sometimes really good) uses. Nevertheless, the ethics of its application on the current global scale seem extremely difficult to me.
So difficult that I don't know if I want to remain in this profession with a clear conscience, because I am no longer an IT consultant or developer, but rather feel like an AI coordinator whose job it is to mediate cleanly between humans and machines.
I am currently observing how jobs are increasingly being outsourced to AI. Either actively, by no longer advertising the positions, or passively, by dismissing everything that can be replaced via personnel interviews with seemingly flimsy justifications (you can always find a way to get rid of someone Unwanted).
And global experience shows how wonderful this outsourcing of work is: work becomes less valuable, company owners pocket the dividends, and the social divide grows ever wider.

I chose this profession to solve problems and help people, to specialize in consulting and service, to actively help people, to identify challenges that I am familiar with, and to support them. Even when the day was long and difficult, I could go home with a clear conscience. Because when the problem was solved, my customers were grateful and happy—and so was I, because I was able to help someone.
Today, I have become part of the problem. I no longer help to support people, but to replace them—and I am just waiting to be replaced myself.
I used to have the desire to continue my education in my field, to live my life and to learn. Now I no longer know why I should.

The future and the existence I had once envisioned, the “healthy world,” are no longer there.
And in the evenings, when darkness descends, I can hardly sleep. With my eyes closed, I lie awake, feeling paralyzed, as if my thoughts are constantly running into a wall. I don't dare talk about it with those around me because I only see myself as a burden on the world. I think no one needs my problems—everyone is struggling with their own, and I am just another burden, another eyesore in an already fragile world.
How can I still represent the hope and confidence of a world that is dying, when I am a correspondent of its murder?

Valentine's day? Meh. Did my nails instead.