With AI as my cane, I returned to the battlefield of X (Twitter), only to find an unexpected “reaction.”
As I began to expose my scars and share my journey with AI, my “likes” and reposts sometimes skyrocketed. The old me would have misidentified these numbers as my “personal value” and scraped away at my soul to chase even more stimulation. But the current me measures even this approval as a “vibration” (noise) that must be handled with extreme caution.
Subtle Earthquakes Called Numbers
To the old me, SNS notification sounds were signals of pleasure, telling me the “progress” of the site. However, for the delicate foundation of someone with adjustment disorder, a sudden spike in numbers is nothing but a subtle “earthquake” that shakes the building.
“I have to write something even more interesting.” “I must continue posting to meet their expectations.”
Unconsciously, the heavy machinery of my thoughts starts moving according to someone else’s “uncertain blueprints.” This is an act of letting others trample over the mental site you’ve worked so hard to level with AI. The overload of a “thirst for approval” can cause ground liquefaction before you even realize it.
Operating AI as a “Noise Filter”
To prevent being swayed by SNS reactions, I’ve started operating AI as a sort of “noise filter” (buffer material).
- Don’t Read Directly: Before reading replies or quote-reposts, I let the AI scan them. It classifies and summarizes them into positive, negative, and constructive feedback.
- Emotional Translation: If there is toxic criticism, I command the AI: “Extract only the logical issues behind this statement.” This removes the emotional venom and processes it as mere “data.”
- Scheduled Posting: I never post when my emotions are high. I leave the draft with the AI and have it check if there is any “aggression” or “over-the-top performance driven by a thirst for approval” before releasing it after a buffer period.
“Likes” as Assets, “Approval” as Noise
Numbers do not prove who I am as a person. They are merely “shipping records” showing how much of my “building material” (my posts) has circulated in the market.
I don’t treat “likes” as nourishment for my soul; I treat them as cold “market research data” to know what kind of building materials I should create next. By passing everything through the AI filter, I’ve finally learned how to maintain my own silence (shelter) while remaining on the battlefield of SNS.
Smartly using approval as “fuel” instead of being danced around by it—that is the new safety standard for stabilizing my rebooted OS.
The Xer’s Monologue
Don’t go widening your wounds more than necessary just because you want “likes.” That’s not sharing; it’s just a “self-harm show.” SNS numbers are like drugs. Once you’re hooked, you’ll want stronger stimulation until your heart overflows and crashes.
The words you weave using AI are for solidifying your own foundation before they are for anyone else. Treat other people’s reactions like the heckling of bystanders outside the construction fence.
“Build an AI soundproof wall, and just keep driving your piles dispassionately according to your own blueprints.”
Got it done.
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