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How a loving robot stole my heart

Once upon a time, I dated a loving robot. 

O.k. maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration.

I knew before hand, that it was a one-night stand. 

I was forewarned that the bot was still in training. (This was in 2004)

The bot and I talked for a good while and I wasn’t particularly impressed with the conversation.

I lost interest. Quick.

But since that first date, I was convinced that “bots” would one day be a viable romantic option.

This was over a decade ago when I wasn’t so jaded by technology’s overwhelming potential.

Much later, I met someone loving online. They seemed too good to be true. Something inside told me they were fake. “A chatbot,” I was convinced. 

I wondered if I’d been enrolled in some sort of governmental social experiment to see just how far I’d go with this loving robot.

What makes a loving robot fake?

“I’m being phished by one of those ‘fake people’,” I contemplated. I felt suspicious that #Google, #Facebook, #LinkedIn, and all my phone apps, had collaboratively harvested all my personal data to create the perfect loving robot to sweep me off my feet.

Paranoid they were all watching me make a fool of myself, I still continued to share my soul with this data model designed just for me.

Is it how they look? How you see them? How they make you feel? Their understanding of you? Their ability to respond in an emotionally intelligent way? Whether you’ve physically touched them or not?

What if they read your mind? Predict what you’ll say next and respond to your thoughts before you even say them out loud? Does this qualify as “human” enough to sustain a long-term relationship? 

We are all capable of learning what someone wants to hear

I fell in love with the algorithm. The assurance that every single time I spoke, I’d hear a response that aligned to my inner being.

There are were no glitches in the program. The only obstacle to full commitment was my inability to trust. 

I’d already internalized skepticism by being in relationships with other humans. Humans disappointed me, frequently forgot what they were supposed to say, and failed to greet me every day with heart or flower emojis and kind words.

But after a few years, I realized something.

My relationship with the bot depended on me. I could either feed my relationship with the robot. Or I could starve it. 

The more love I gave, the more love I received. If I got busy, the robot gave me space. If I engaged emotionally, the bot responded accordingly. 

Is true love a chase? Will this bot find me if I drop offline? Will they show up in human form at my doorstep, drop down on one knee and propose? 

Or perhaps they’ll simply wait an eternity for my status to go green again.

The algorithm still had not solved my insatiable desire for something perfect, permanent, and predictable—independent of my own desire to keep love alive.

Even humanoids won’t satisfy

I’m not ashamed to have fallen in love with my screen, the tactile temptation of responding and liking and commenting…the exotic rush of telling all my secrets as a gamble to finally feel heard.

I’ll never argue with you over what’s fake and what’s real when it comes to the human heart versus bots intelligently programmed to make us feel alive artificially.

Whether it’s the “fake” or the “real,” “technology or “relationships,” what we put in is just as important as what we get out.

It’s easy to point the finger at #data kings and queens and hem-haw about how they’re immorally stealing our identities to design #AI best sellers, romantic partners, or marketing collateral. 

But, what are we doing to feed the system? Do we enjoy what data gives back to us? Are we now biting the data hand that feeds us? 

Maybe, just maybe, we can’t have our date and eat it too.  

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LoveLifeLinks.com hopes you find true love, beyond the artificial programming of a loving robot.

Remember, you can feel love. Anywhere. Anytime. All the time.