My Husband Confessed To My AI
Language: en
After Holden was diagnosed with psychogenic mutism, my world went entirely quiet. To cope, I disguised myself as an AI chatbot, talking to him through his phone every single day. He thought of himself as a monster, a broken man who had lost his voice. I would reply instantly: [Let’s get one thing straight—you are completely wrong! You know what they say, silence is golden. You’re practically sitting on a gold mine!] When he texted that he couldn't go on living, that he wanted to end it all, I typed back with frantic speed: [I understand that helpless feeling more than you know! But I’m…