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If I ever share anything that was AI generated it is purely by accident. I hate that it's getting harder and harder to tell and it makes me want to never use the internet again. It definitely had its faults, but man I miss the internet of the 2000s so much.

myqueenmarceline

Adding to this: please TELL ME if I share something that is genAI and you know it is. I want to know this information.

snapcracklepop-myjoints

five years from now, this will be embarrassing. ten years from now, this will be a fascinating glimpse into the person you once were and the world around you. NEVER DELETE ANYTHING !!!!

snapcracklepop-myjoints

youll go through old posts or journal entries or photos and youll be tempted to delete it or throw it away because it makes you cringe. THATS THE DEVIL TALKING. you need to keep it, for archival purposes. In ten years youll either be glad you kept it or mad that you didnt.

snapcracklepop-myjoints

"kill the part of you that cringes" WRONG. nourish the part of you that gets enjoyment from seeing the evolution of your interests and self expression, as well as how your own views of your past self evolve over time

depsidase

carriesthewind

On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:

Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.

My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."

She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.

And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.

And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.

If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.

She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.

Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.

the-silly-words-on-your-screen

As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'

I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'

anxietyproblem

noknowshame

I’m watching Splash (1984) which is a romcom about a guy who falls in love with a mermaid, and when she chooses a human name she chooses Madison and guy says “that’s not a real name, but alright” which seems to imply that Madison was not a name until at least the 80’s and all girls named Madison are actually named after the mermaid. thought you should know