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Dignity & Damnation.
ChatGPT can't write for me.
I asked ChatGPT to write me a post on Dignity, hoping it would save me the time and dedication of finding the words to confront myself on paper.
It’s not there just yet.
I haven’t written in a long time. I can feel this time having gone past in service and not gain. It’s something extremely hard to prioritize and confront.
I’m probably just not there yet myself, either.
The cruelty of systems is tiring. I’m at a loss for the majority, without time for the future, or the few who are great.
To try and to fail, the two things I hate.
Where do we find dignity, and where do we compromise it? Why do we compromise on dignity, and what replaces it?
What is our defence mechanism when compromising our dignity? How do we respond to our feelings of anger, shame, fear and exhaustion?
What must we become? A fighter?
Sometimes it feels easier to become nothing at all, embrace distance, and disappear into the safety of myself, climbing out over time, hoping to break on through to the other side.
All for what & whom?
Sophie B. Hawkins. Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover.