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Baby <3
What’s your proudest achievement?
That’s quite a hard question to answer
I don’t think so
Really, what’s yours then if it’s so easy
I broke Moore’s law
What’s that?
At my lab in grad school with dr emory
Still don’t know what moore’s law is
By moore's law the number of transistors in an integrated circuit doubles every 2 years. We were off the curve
Still don’t really get it, but I’m sure it’s very impressive
My research was all in little silicon chips.
I don’t think I’ll ever understand half of what it is you do
Maybe not. That’s okay
I did nanorobotics. The lab focused on applications in energy.
Well that seems pretty cool
Dr emory was. You know I always say my first love was my boyfriend at the time, but I really think it was emory. i mean not like that. Ew. But in general.
Breaking a science law is a pretty big achievement I would assume, from what I’ve read
Moore’s law is just a rule of thumb us electrical engineers can circle jerk to. It’s not Newton’s 2nd
Well, still, seems like an impressive thing to do
Emory had phds in ee, mechE, astrophys, chemE, nuclear chem, and cs
He loved academia as much as I did
Ah I miss my ingenue days. Now I’m old and washed up
You are not old and washed up
I never got my third doctorate. My parents died and Obie pulled me into si
Would you consider going back and getting it?
Nah I’m not sure if I could deal with the bureaucracy anymore. Once I was bright eyed and bushy tailed and I could sit there and revise a paper until my eyes bled. Now I’ve gotten arguably better at taking criticism but I have a system that works for me.
School taught me how to run a shop. It thought me how to work with other people. It taught me how to ask questions. But I think I’ve learned my contribution exists in industry, not in academia. It’s what I know. I’d love to publish again though. And I need out of consumer goods
This is getting me nostalgic. I’ve never had respect for anything quite like I had respect for academia. Only time I’ve ever really played the game and come out better for it
Maybe you could go back, just to see, you might love it
I think that’s kind of a pipe dream
It doesn’t have to be
I have a company to run. And superheroing to do
I wish you could do the things that make you happy, rather than the things you feel like you’re obligated to do
If anything I’d love a research fellow position. I’d get to teach and mentor in the lab
I think you’d be really good at that
Try to be what emory was to me to someone else
Well, its always an option to consider
Emory changed my life. Saved it. He’s the only mentor figure I’ve ever had to not leave me irreparably damaged
Now I’m concerned about how many you had that did
All of them, Steve
No I meant the actual number of people, like how many different people did that to you
Does it matter?
I guess not, it shouldn’t have happened at all
Maybe yinsen too. Dr yinsen and dr emory. Funny that the only two people that ever made me who I am in any constructive way were academics
Well, at least you had some people that were nice to you
Do you know what it does to you? When someone becomes part of who you are and it turns out they weren’t ever who you thought they were
I’m so sorry Tony, that must have been awful
And you wonder if it was you, or if it was them, and which is worse
Obie used to parade me around. He’d take me to meetings with people he knew would appreciate it. And all I thought was ‘he’s teaching me how to change the world’
And I didn’t realize until he ripped the arc out of my chest
That’s, that’s so awful I don’t know what to say
Dad used to get into these blowout fights with me. He’d mess around with my head like it was a game of cat and mouse. He was bigger and smarter than me, so he’d twist my words. Then he’d say I started it, that I was antagonistic, aggressive, trying to hurt him. But I never wanted to fight. I’d say something I thought was totally innocuous to start a conversation and he’d make it out like I said something totally different. And then he’d bring up these fights later when I was low, as proof I wouldn’t make it.
Oh caterpillar, that’s awful, that’s such a terrible thing to do to someone, you deserved so much better than that
Like textbook gaslighting
And I didn’t figure it out until it was way too late to talk it out
I want to come give you a hug
Oh yeah where are you?
In our room
Why it’s like 4pm
Because the bed is a comfortable spot to read on
It’s just
I was so stupid
How did I let them convince me that war profiteering was something to be proud of
Because you were so young Tony, you were young and you trusted them
I wasn’t young for a lot of it
It hurts my heart, thinking about how you were treated
And they knew. They knew exactly what we were doing to the world
I’m so sorry Tony
I always thought we were doing a net good
All that merchant of death stuff, it was just optics. But I thought we were doing good
Because that’s what they wanted you to think, quite frankly it kind of seems like that’s what the government thinks. It wasn’t just you Tony, it was a pretty widely held public sentiment
I haven’t sent Christine a thank you card in a couple months. I should do that
Remind me who Christine is
Oh she showed me those pictures of gulmira right after Afghanistan. That’s how I put the dots together that we were selling under the table. But even if we weren’t selling under the table— over the table is bad enough
It all goes to the same place. Either way people die
Yeah, that’s true. But you’ve changed
I don’t know if I’ve changed. I think if I knew what I know now I’d always have been appalled
So don’t beat yourself up about it
No I think that’s exactly why I should beat myself up about it. Ignorance is worse than evil
Tony everyone around you was doing everything in their power to make sure you didn’t know. You’re not infallible
We’re going in circles
I guess we are, I just want you to know that it’s not your fault they manipulated and took advantage of you
It sure feels like my fault
I don’t think it is
You’re sweet
And naive, I think
I’m not naive
Bad things happen because people are complacent, not because people are bad
I was complacent
I was a lot more than complacent.
Tony you trusted them, there is nothing wrong with trusting people. You looked up to him
Yeah well. Now I don’t trust people
That’s pretty understandable given all that’s happened to you
You asked me once if I would ever trust you
I did
It kind of felt like a personal attack
Sorry
Don’t be
I didn’t mean to hurt you
I do trust you. Something happens when you hold me
But I probably didn’t at the time
I understand. I trust you too, though I think I always did
You’re still just a little too good to be true
Well you’re still stuck with me
I hate that phrase
I’m not stuck with you. It’s an active choice. Two sided. Stuck with each other is what happens when people stay married for the kids. We’re just in love
We are in love <3 I love you
Lord I want to roll my eyes
You think it’s cute really
And how would you know that
I just do
Mm
Well its that or you think I’m annoying, and I’d rather you didn’t think that
So perhaps it’s just wishful thinking and you actually really want me to stop
I think I’d miss it
So you do like it?
I guess I do
You don’t sound super convinced
Is it too childish? Annoying? Over the top?
I don’t think it’s childish. The other two…
But hey, I still like it
Promise?
Uh huh
You still sound a little unconvinced
I don’t know why I like it. Don’t like not knowing things
Sometimes feelings can be weird
Oh don’t give me that speech
But it’s true
Smart boy
I feel like that was sarcastic
Nah
Really?
Yes really. I’m just getting uncomfy. This is me uncomfy
Why are you uncomfortable, is it me, is it something I did? I’m sorry
No you’re just sweet. I have a hard time with sweet
I can stop?
Would that help?
No baby
Please don’t
But I don’t want to make you uncomfortable
You’re not. I’m making me uncomfortable
Is there anything I can do to help?
Yeah baby. Be you
Okay, but just tell me if I’m doing something that makes you uncomfortable
You, my dear, are the only one who doesn’t
Well I’m glad to hear that
Not that I’m glad to hear that people make you uncomfortable
That I don’t
I’m glad I don’t
I love you
I love you too
Still don’t get horny in emotionally vulnerable moments?
Still don’t love, can’t see that changing any time soon
Talking about Obie and my dad fucks me up every time
Are you busy? You can come cuddle with me if you need to
Yes I’m busy. That’s why we had to move to la
I was just checking
Or why we couldn’t move away from la. I guess I’ve been here a while
I hate la
Yeah I’ve noticed
I thought I put on a good front
You did not. You’ve been obviously miserable this whole time
It makes me worry
My worry is that la isn’t the problem
I think we both know it isn’t
Sweetheart
It’s not LA is it
I can feel the darkness around the edges of my vision. Even when I’m happy.
I don’t know what to do
I want to help, I want to make the hurt go away
But I can’t
No. You can’t
I don’t want you to be miserable for the rest of your life
No. You can’t
I don’t want you to be miserable for the rest of your life
I don’t know what to say
I’m sorry
I feel like I’m making this all about me
How?
Well, i don’t know, saying things like I don’t want, and I worry, and all that
You’re allowed to
I just don’t know what to do
My mental illness affects you. I get that
Yeah, but you’re the one suffering
I’ve lived this way my whole life. I don’t know anything else. I’m okay
That makes it worse
It does?
Yes, it breaks my heart. You’ve been depressed your whole life, no one deserves that
Sometimes I’m manic?
That doesn’t count love, you’re not happy when you’re manic. You’re, well, you’re something
I’ve been pretty even lately actually. Just a nice calm moderately depressed
Yeah I don’t love me when I’m manic either
That’s still not better
But, um, it’s your mental health, who am I to say what’s okay
It’s actually a lot better
Like a lot a lot better
Are you okay?
This isn’t about me
I’m fine, but right now it’s about you
Okay?
I just, I don’t want to take away from what you’re going through
You’re not
What’s on your mind? You’re talking like there’s something on your mind
I’m just worried about you, and I feel a bit useless because I can’t help
Everything’s felt a little fuzzy lately. This battle of wrongness and rightness and I think it’s because I’m not hitting any of the extremes. I don’t have anything profound to say either lately. Except maybe this: every time I say im happy, there’s a little ping in my brain like I’m lying. And I don’t want that anymore, even though a long time ago I think I did
That’s progress right? I don’t know, clearly I’m not nearly well informed enough about this
How quickly can you tell? When I’m off
As far as I can tell, almost immediately, it’s obvious. Well its obvious to me I suppose
When’s the first time you saw me really out of it? On either end
In some ways it’s quite similar either way. You get this like glazed look, it’s like you’re not all there. I’m not sure when the first time was, I don’t think it was all that long after we started meeting up in person
I’m not all there
I can tell
The thing is when I’m manic I can’t hardly tell until after. But depressive episodes knock the wind out of you.
I’m sorry, that must be hard
It’s like the whole world turns gray. Nothing is engaging or exciting anymore. You’re bored and frustrated and restless and everything is sort of in stop motion
And then you can’t handle any little emotion. They’re all blown out of proportion. And so things spiral out of control because you can’t do anything or fix anything or enjoy anything, and you slowly start to lose your mind. And as you lose your mind, that’s where the trouble is
I’m really sorry
I dont want sorrys
What do you want? What do you need?
It just feels good to type it out sometimes. And the sorry like undoes that
Okay, I’ll stop
I dont know what i need.
Would it be cliche to say a fucking drink?
Yes
Very predictable
That
That’s what I need
I need you to make me laugh like that
You need me to be mean to you? You’re an odd one
That wasn’t mean!
It was mean by my standards!
Oh i have seen you dig in. You can be mean. That wasn’t it.
It was a little mean
No it was comic. Poking fun at my debilitating weakness. Very much what I wanted
See poking fun at your debilitating weakness feels quite mean to me
Then soothe the sting
Now I’m worried you think I’m coddling you
I think you’re wonderful
But also that you can look after yourself
No, do it. Say something nice
I did, I said you were wonderful
Say something else
You’re smart, you’re handsome, you’re funny, you’re very good at sex
Now that was cliche
It wasn’t that bad
So I’m ‘good at sex’, eh?
Yes? Why would you think I’d think otherwise, have I not made it clear? I know I’m awkward about it, but that’s me, that’s not because of you
I was just being suggestive
Oops
Sorry
Makes me wonder why you’re so defensive
Because I worry I’m going to say something wrong and upset you
Things are hard enough for you as it is, I don’t want to make it worse
You keep saying shit like that but I’m telling you my life is just my life. It’s always been like this. Just normalcy. Except I haven’t always had you, and you make everything better
I’m sorry, I’m trying my best
You ate right? I might come up to bed
Yeah I ate, did you?
No software engineer doesn’t know how to skip meals
That doesn’t mean it’s healthy. How are you not dead yet
Really feels like you should have just collapsed by now
The human body is a miracle
Your existence stresses me terribly
It feels good. Not eating feels good
It really shouldn’t
No but it does.
You’ll be the death of me
There’s a burn in your stomach and a high you can get drunk off of. I feel strong. I feel in control.
I feel very concerned for you
I feel concerned for my metabolism. Can’t wreck it too much. The tabloids always notice
And I notice
And I feel concerned that one day all of this is going to catch up to you and I’m going to find you dead
Actually I think I don’t notice. I think the way I see my body is kind of warped
Worry about my liver first
We both know I already do
I’m not going to die. I’m not a teenage girl
I don’t really think eating disorders care how old you are. Neither does alcohol abuse come to think of it, or chronic sleep deprivation, or depression, or mania
Baby…
I feel like I’m just sitting here and watching you die and I can’t do shit about it
First of all, I’m sober. Second of all, at least I have a nice body you can play around with
Yeah because that’s all I fucking care about is it
Jeez sorry
No I’m sorry, that was unfair of me
I’m just saying. You reap the benefits of said eating disorder
You must know that’s not an acceptable thing to say to someone
Don’t you think my abs are sexy?
I’m going to put the phone down for a bit. I’m not ignoring you, I just need a moment
Sounds like code for ‘you’re not getting any tonight’
Yes
What are you thinking about?
Nothing
Please?
I’m sorry
Not thinking about anything. I’m tired, thinking about that I guess. Maybe I’ll get ready for bed
Maybe you’re not thinking about anything now, but you were.
Thinking about how maybe I should have a shower before bed. That sounds like a good idea, I think I’ll go and do that
Steve don’t shut down on me
I’m sorry, okay. I’m sorry I said that. I was feeling really raw and split open and it was stupid. I didn’t think it would hurt
Thinking about how maybe I should have a shower before bed. That sounds like a good idea, I think I’ll go and do that
I’m sorry, okay. I’m sorry I said that. I was feeling really raw and split open and it was stupid. I didn’t think it would hurt
Shower was fine, going to bed now goodnight
Love no please
Talk to me
Can I come to bed or am I being kicked out
Do whatever you want
Steve I love you talk to me
Can’t talk going to sleep so tired
In the morning?
Yup
Can I come cuddle?
If that’s what you want
Do you want that?
Because I don’t want anything more
I don’t care either way
Yes you do
Please just tell me how you feel
I feel like you’re keeping me up
Baby I’m so sorry
Can you let me be sorry
I can hardly stop you
I’ll be right up
