And if I'm anonymous, I can't say _much_ about my life. Every single comment gives away entropy. https://gwern.net/death-note-anonymity https://gwern.net/death-

And if I'm anonymous, I can't say _much_ about my life. Every single comment gives away entropy. https://gwern.net/death-note-anonymity https://gwern.net/death-note-anonymity I think this has contributed to my life-long mental health problems, as I've purposely separated myself into 2 personas. To paraphrase Agent Smith... Jelly 1 has a job and a mortgage and a Facebook, is made of matter and occupies space, and is openly lesbian, and isn't shy to talk a little about politics or her old schizophrenia diagnosis. Jelly 2 exists only on the dark web, never grew out of enjoying hentai, delights in posting political hot takes like "gasoline should cost more, actually", lies about absolutely everything to shake off doxxers, and doesn't even use the same username on any 2 forums. Both Jellies are miserable most of the time, since they take turns hiding the other one from one social circle or another. Jelly 2 can never hold a job. Jelly 1 isn't convinced that there's enough stuff in the real world to kill off Jelly 2 and live alone. "One of these lives has a future..."