By skyforbes 
And no, it wasn’t about writing a resume.
It started with a whisper in my mind.
One of those tired nights where sleep won’t come and silence gets loud.
I had opened ChatGPT like I always do, half out of habit, half out of desperation. Not to write something and not to ask a smart question. Just to feel… something that made sense.
I typed: “Can you ask me one question that will change my life?”
No context. No backstory.
I wasn’t expecting anything.
But it replied: “What are you pretending not to know?”
And I sat there, staring at the screen.
What are you pretending not to know?
I closed the laptop and walked around my room. It was something I wasn’t ready to hear.
Because deep down, I did know.
I was pretending not to know that the relationship was over.
That I wasn’t happy.
That I wasn’t okay.
That I was tired of being the strong one.
I was pretending not to know that I needed to change, and feared who I’d become if I did.