A profound relational revolution is underway, not orchestrated by tech developers but driven by users themselves. Many of the 400 million weekly users of ChatGPT are seeking more than just assistance with emails or information on food safety; they are looking for emotional support.
“Therapy and companionship” have emerged as two of the most frequent applications for generative AI globally, according to the Harvard Business Review. This trend marks a significant, unplanned pivot in how people interact with technology.
There are other methods that are clinically valid beyond CBT. Don’t give up. Somatic approaches that bypass the prefrontal cortex can be really effective too. The new hotness is showing that all that word-making can get in the way as much as it helps.
If that interests you, search ‘top-down bottom-up’ therapy approaches.
Oh I mean, I’m honestly fine.
Had some real bad PTSD style flashback shit for a while, from being homeless for roughly 2 years, still jump at sudden noises and lights, but I’ve been that way forever, yay for abusive family growing up…
But I only recently did a full check in with all kinds of medical specialists to reorient after I finally stopped being homeless, found a shithole that ain’t too shitty, that I can afford to rent… literally, I just wanted a paper copy of the CBT procedures, because they’ve worked well, honestly very well for me in the past…
And I now have numerous physical injuries from being homeless so long, getting the shit kicked out of me every other week, getting my shit stolen every other day, almost dying from now both a blizzard and a heat wave… SSDI needs you to actually have current medical contacts so they can pull records from them… and I had to get as much of my old MyChart files back together, I don’t even remember how many phones I had that kept getting stolen, email accounts I lost access to.
I appreciate the suggestion, but I seriously have never been as mentally free of stress as I am now:
All I gotta do is focus on PT, then try to either get back to a job or start my own software freelancing gig… maybe make a video game… just gotta heal up my wrist and leg and back and ass a bit more, so I can actually sit and type at a 'puter for more than 15 minutes at a time w/o terrible pain.
I honestly love being a hermit, away from my abusive family… I’m not lonely at all, I love the solitude, lemmy is really 95% of what I need for social interactions and excercising my own brain, and of course every once in a while, I hobble with my cane down and chit chat with a neighbor or two.
Basically, nearly everyone in my life I’ve ever trusted or loved has abused or manipulated me in some way… not literally all, of course, but the vast, vast majority… so fuck em.
Im happier off without em, and I now literally know that I can keep myself alive in the absolute worst possible situation… but, I’m still 95% immobile, don’t have a car anymore, that got stolen, so its not like I could meet people and have a real social life anyway.
Gotta heal the body first, literally get back on my feet. Been fixing up my financial situation best I can while I’m mostly bed ridden.
PTSD attacks and night terrors … and that instant jump to ‘ready to defend myself with potentially lethal force’… yeah, that’s dissapated significantly with the CBT excercises, and simply having my own, controlled environment, with relatively little external responsibilities… just took time.
Yeah! Great to hear. Please continue to be a fixture in your neighborhood.
As Fred Rogers told me once, in a conversation that was just between us, a friend is a person in your neighborhood.
One thing that really lifts my mood is singing.
I’m a reasonably decent natural baritone…
For the longest while, I couldn’t, due to fucked up abdomen… couldn’t use my diaphragm right.
But… thats getting better now, the PT is slow, arduous, and painful, but it is working.
I was just in another thread posting Johnny Cash lyrics as a contrast to how shitty of a little turdboy Andrew Tate is.
I fell in… to a burnin ring of fire… and so on, haha.