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Born to the wrong world

I ran a lot of my poetry and creative writing through ChatGPT a little while ago and asked it to make assumptions about me based only on my writing. What it said was interesting. According to it, I am a probable woman in her 30s or 40s.


It gave me quite a lot of nuanced detail about why it makes that assumption. On balance, though, it's only been fed what I've given it, and I've not given it all of my writing. I have, however, been heavily influenced over the last few years by a great deal of upheaval in my life, and since I have always been a fairly introspective person, I have given it a lot of emotional subject matter and escapism. I asked it to bullet-point its assessment, and there are a few noteworthy items:


"There's a balance between acknowledging pain and finding moments of appreciation, hope, or acceptance, indicating a blend of realism and optimism." Like a regular human, I have my good days and my bad days, and like someone that's been along for the ride of a loved-one's long illness, many of those days have been bad over the last few years. I've thus given the AI rather a lot of my darker, more emotional pieces due to the nature of what it was I was going through when I wrote all of that. I explore perspectives and identities different from my own, am interested in understanding what makes other people tick and diverse ways of being, and have an openness about identity itself and stepping outside of my own lived experience.


"Even outside themes of grief, there's a strong thread of empathy in your work. You notice and emphasize small details that show understanding, this suggests a value placed on deeply understanding others, even when it's challenging." This, I feel, is true, much to my detriment.


I explore things that break from the ordinary, "like stargazing, freedom in nudity, or complex relationships, suggesting a search for richness and multifaceted meaning in life, pointing to a desire to find depth and meaning in the everyday, and a preference for capturing the extraordinary." The idea that stargazing is considered to be abnormal is somewhat interesting, but the rest is an ideal for me.


There is a lot more, but the general idea feels a little idealistic. It sees me as empathetic, and I am, often too focused on trying to see things from someone else's perspective, and being empathetic often backfires. It sees me as someone that is realistic without being cynical, and hopeful without being naïve, and again, this feels too forced. I write about hopeful things often because I have none of my own and want others to feel what I cannot. I write about love and relationships when I have long-since given up on having that in my life again. I write about beauty because I want others to find it and feel it. I write about freedom, because I have little.


I'm not built to be what it thinks I am, or to have some of those things in my life. I am too unattractive, too odd for that. I was not born into the wrong century, the wrong decade, or the wrong year. I was born into the wrong world.

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