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On finding a way...
On finding a way...
On the illusion of AI shortcuts
The following was a speech prepared as a testimony delivered at Wilmington Community Church on Sunday the 9th of November, 2025 I’m the only child of two immigrants. My dad came from Sri Lanka, a Hindu who loved to drink and bet on the gee-gees. My mum came from
On steel on steel groups in recovery...
My Mum is mired in her bed. I stand next to her, begging, choking back tears. I come from a childhood of broken promises. Growing up, my Mum would make promises she often wouldn’t (or couldn’t) keep. Favourite dinners. Pocket money. Birthday presents that never came. When young