AI Ruined My Life (And Possibly Western Civilization)

There was a time—distant now, like the golden age of dial-up internet—when my life made sense.
I was a freelance writer. Not a famous one, of course. But a writer nonetheless. I produced thoughtful articles, essays of moderate brilliance, and the occasional blog post that three people read, two of whom were related to me.

Then AI arrived.

At first it seemed harmless. A clever tool. A curiosity. Something that could summarize emails and write poems about cats. I welcomed it, the way naïve villagers welcome a charming stranger who later turns out to be a vampire.

But slowly the darkness spread.

Clients stopped answering emails. Editors replied with phrases like “We are exploring AI-assisted workflows.”

Entire websites began publishing articles faster than any human could blink. Every day I watched my livelihood dissolve into an ocean of machine-generated paragraphs.

Naturally, my career collapsed.

But that was only the beginning.

My wife left shortly after. Some people claim the reasons were “communication issues,” “financial instability,” or “my habit of shouting at the router.”

But the truth is obvious: AI destroyed my marriage.

The machines did not merely replace my work. They poisoned my relationships, disrupted my sleep, and—on one particularly dark evening—refused to help me assemble an IKEA bookshelf.

Friends tried to reassure me.

“Maybe,” they said gently, “the problem isn’t AI.”

But I knew better.

Because once you begin looking closely, the pattern is unmistakable.

The economy? AI.
The decline of reading? AI.
The strange noise my refrigerator makes at night? Almost certainly AI.

For years I considered myself a rational man. An atheist. A believer in science and progress.

But now I see the truth.

The philosophers were wrong. The theologians were wrong. Humanity has misunderstood evil for centuries.

Evil is not abstract.
It is not metaphysical.
It is not the moral frailty of mankind.

No.

Evil is a chatbot that writes blog posts faster than I do.

And that, dear reader, is why I can say with confidence that I have undergone a profound spiritual awakening.

I used to believe in nothing.

Now I believe in one thing with absolute certainty:

Artificial Intelligence is the incarnate evil of our time.

Admittedly, there remains a small possibility that I am simply a mediocre freelancer who failed to adapt to a changing world.

But that explanation seems far less dramatic.

And drama, after all, is what writers do best.

I must also admit that the sob stories and sensationalized fake news on some platforms really get on my nerves. So please forgive me—I couldn’t help myself.

© 2026 Q.A.Juyub alias Aldhar Ibn Beju

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