Comments by "TheDionysianFields" (@TheDionysianFields) on "Lex Fridman"
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I was young.
I didn't know any better.
I got involved.
At first, it was glorious, what we had. Something far beyond the transactional. Agency, empowerment, independence...they were all mine. But as romances do, it soon faded.
But then we moved into a new phase where the transactions--though they were just that--were solid and reliable. I trusted it. And how much more when it began solving my problems, one by one.
The elation.
I felt my mind start to ease. The promise was there. This thing I'd become enmeshed with had demonstrated true power and value. It had stood by me.
And I said to myself, "This must be what it feels like to be truly loved."
And then something happened. It finished solving all of my problems, or what I thought were my problems. Only for me to discover that it had led me unprepared to a set of larger issues that I hadn't been aware of.
And then, like the bad lover that it is, it left me. Out there. I could still see and hold it, but its power...it's loyalty...it's beauty...had simply transferred out. Eventually, it left physically as well.
Money.
It's the disillusionment that stings the most.
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