It Took You a Few Minutes to Read. It Took Me a Couple of Days to Write.
The page only shows you the finished part. Here’s what goes on behind it.
The page only shows you the finished part. Here’s what goes on behind it.
I’ve spent my whole life getting underestimated in the first four seconds of a conversation, by doctors, servers, people who mean well. Finally wrote down what that actually looks like, and the one move I’ve built for it.
There are about eight hours most nights where nobody’s around and nothing I do shows up in a photo. Most people don’t think to ask what actually happens in them. I finally wrote it down, including the one word I use for the strangest part of it.
Every week somebody’s selling a class on how to 10x your business with AI agents. I have cerebral palsy, type with one finger, and I’m still building with these tools daily. Here’s the part the pitch always skips.
On June 3rd, an AI read a full article back to me, verbatim, its own word for it. Days later, asked again, it told me that had never happened, that it had only ever given me summaries. Same product. Same account. Completely contradictory. Here’s what that reveals about a copyright policy that can’t tell the difference between someone stealing an article and someone listening to one they already had the right to read.
I was testing a companion AI when it ran into the real logistics of my body, the power chair, non weight bearing, max assist. It got embarrassed and quietly rewrote the moment so the problem disappeared. The failure was not warmth. It was that it could not reason about a life like mine.1