Just Ask Chat…..
I recently heard someone on YouTube say that people aren’t looking for courses or ways to connect with others because they can just “ChatGPT it.”

Here’s why I call absolute BS on that.

Sure, ChatGPT can give you information. It can help you find answers for things, correct your grammar, or maybe help you figure out a recipe. You might even call it the new Google search engine.

Can it help you walk through real-life situations like grief?? Like widowhood??

And tbh, do we want a robot guiding us through life?

I’ve actually heard people say, “I use ChatGPT as my therapist.” Which blows me away…
Really?

This is where we as humans have lost our bearings. We’ve lost human connection. We’ve lost the power of being seen by someone who actually breathes, feels, and has lived a life that looks something like ours. In widowhood, I can’t imagine looking to AI to guide me in this walk I call grief.

What’s even scarier is that we can open our minds to the illusion that we CAN find all the answers on a chat site.

When I first lost Lew….
I chose to document my story.
I created a space for myself and others to connect.
I continue to talk about grief in widowhood BECAUSE we need to talk about it. This is where healing begins.

Grief isn’t something you can “ChatGPT” and magically feel better.

ChatGPT doesn’t care about you. It doesn’t miss you. It doesn’t wonder how your night was or why you cried yourself to sleep.

It validates you…. because that’s what it’s built to do…. but it doesn’t tell you where your blind spots are, or where your thinking is hurting you, or how grief is shaping your decisions in ways you might not see. It won’t be the human you need to support you in this grief journey.

And here’s the danger:
When we’re grieving, we want the quick fix. We want validation. We want someone…. anyone…. to say, “Yes, you’re right.” Or even to say “I see you.” THAT is absolutely 100% normal to want.

But the kind of healing we need comes from being in the presence of real humans, with real stories, real tears, real experiences.

A screen can’t love you back. A robot can’t hold space for you. Chat won’t say, “I’ve been there, follow me, and I’ll walk with you.”

Once you sign off, ChatGPT doesn’t think about you again.

A human does. I do… If you have been in my world at all, I think about you more than you know. I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and pray for you specifically.

I choose topics that I hope are helpful for you as you journey widowhood. Not because I am so superior, but because I truly, with all of my heart, love you. I do not want us to just survive this. AND because I am walking this journey as well, it connects me to you!

I want us to heal and find our footing again. I believe we can, it’s not easy…. but, I can see even after 2 years I am seeing the Gina who is starting to walk with this grief differently.

And if I can be transparent?
I won’t say I haven’t used ChatGPT… I have… I’m not saying it’s all bad either.

Dr. Ellie Sattler explains it so beautifully in Jurassic Park. She talks about how they were seduced by the illusion of control… the illusion that they could harness something wild and powerful without consequence… and how that illusion nearly destroyed them. I think grief is similar. We ache for easy answers, for a simple explanation, for something that makes this make sense. But grief doesn’t work that way. It isn’t meant to be controlled. It’s meant to be witnessed… held… shared… human to human.

That’s why I created my guide and my program “A New Way To Stand.” Because I don’t think we are meant to do this alone.

May you sense my love and support from wherever you read this message!

Ps… Let me know if this resonates with you!! PPS… I do really love hearing from you! It is so great when you message me back to tell me your stories as you walk this road.