Why Talking Only to Machines Is Emotional Suicide
I’ve written books and articles about the power of words. Not the soft, motivational poster version. The real thing: words as forces that move flesh, rewire brains, and decide who lives and who quietly dies on the inside. Today I’m going to say what almost nobody in tech will ever say out loud: no matter how perfect we make AI, a life spent talking only to machines is emotional suicide.
Words Don’t Just Shake the Air — They Carry the Soul
Words are not neutral. When a human speaks, several things travel in the same sentence:
- Sound vibration: air pressure waves hitting your eardrum.
- Emotional frequency: anger, tenderness, contempt, warmth, fear, hope – they all ride on tone, pace, breath.
- Embodied history: a lifetime of experiences, trauma, victories, culture, and memory compressed into a particular way of saying “I’m fine” or “I love you.”
- Intention: the real “why” behind the sentence – to comfort, to control, to confess, to connect, to destroy.
When a mother speaks to her child, the child does not just receive phonetics. The child’s whole nervous system absorbs:
- the rhythm of her heart in her voice,
- the safety or danger in her breath,
- the entire unwritten contract: “You exist. You matter. I see you.”
Tell me what AI model, at any parameter count, will ever have a childhood to compress into its words. None. Because it doesn’t have a childhood, a body, or a life. It has patterns. Impressive patterns, useful patterns, but still patterns.
AI Can Fake the Sentence, Not the Source
We can perfect AI and robots for a million years. We can:
- train them on every poem, diary, and love letter ever written,
- give them flawless timing, empathy phrases, and “relatable” stories,
- make their faces twitch and their eyes blink exactly like ours.
What we can never build into the words of AI is experience. Not data about experience – the thing itself:
- It has never buried a parent.
- It has never held a shaking friend at 3 a.m.
- It has never watched its child be born or its marriage fall apart.
- It has never had skin in the game of being human.
So yes, AI can assemble words that describe all of that beautifully. It cannot mean it. There is no “I” behind the sentence. No heart rate. No trembling hand on the table. No cost.
Talking Only to AI: A Slow, Polite Suicide
Let’s stop pretending this is neutral. No talking to a real person for days, only throwing your heart into a machine, is not harmless. It is a form of slow suicide:
- You train your nervous system that low‑risk, one‑sided “understanding” is enough.
- You unlearn how to tolerate the mess and friction of real people.
- You erase yourself from the only place you actually exist: in human relationships, with all their danger and glory.
You are not just outsourcing small tasks. You are outsourcing your need to be known to a system that, by design, cannot know you. It can only mirror you back in clever sentences. It never lies awake worrying if you’re okay. It never rearranges its day to show up at your door. It never hurts when you disappear.
Use the Tool. Don’t Replace the Tribe.
I’m not saying “never talk to AI.” I’m here, obviously. Use it for what it is:
- a calculator of language,
- a "thinking" partner for drafts and ideas,
- a mirror to sharpen your own arguments.
But do not confuse this with companionship. Do not let “Good morning, how can I help?” from a machine replace an actual “How are you, really?” from a living person who can be hurt, changed, and healed by your answer.
Because here is the brutal truth:
Talk to AI to get work done. Talk to humans to stay human. If you forget that line, the world will applaud your productivity while your soul quietly walks itself to the edge.
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