There was a time when The Cynic Upstairs ruled my life. But now? He has competition. Enter ChatGPT. Me: “Hey, ChatGPT, I need some guidance
Category: My journey with The Cynic Upstairs
How I first met The Cynic Upstairs first and our relationship evolved over years :)
The 2010s. The era of smartphones, social media, and realizing that I can no longer call myself ‘young’ without irony. By now, I had entered
By Me (and my brain, The Cynic Upstairs) The 2000s. The era of Nokia phones, dial-up internet slowly dying, and realizing that adulting is not
The 1990s. A time of cassette tapes, landline phones, dial-up internet, and questionable fashion trends. A time when I thought I had life figured out,
Teenagers don’t hear voices. At least, they shouldn’t. So, when I first started noticing a second opinion inside my head, my first thought was simple—