In a world that craves connection, I find myself drifting in a sea of solitude, surrounded by faces that seem to look right through me. The innovations we chase, like the new smart glasses from Emteq that promise to read our emotions, feel like a cruel reminder of how distant we’ve become. These glasses may reveal the sadness hidden in our eyes, but what happens when no one is there to understand or acknowledge those feelings? Each day feels heavier, as if I’m carrying the weight of unspoken words and unshared pain. I watch people around me, their lives seemingly vibrant with laughter and joy, while I stand on the sidelines, a mere observer in my own life. The irony of technology designed to connect us is that it often amplifies my loneliness. It’s as if the very devices meant to bridge the gap only serve to highlight my isolation. As I scroll through feeds filled with filtered smiles and curated happiness, I can’t help but feel a profound sense of emptiness. The more connected we become, the less I feel seen. The prospect of wearing glasses that can read emotions feels like a cruel joke—who would want to wear a reminder of their own heartache? The thought of someone witnessing my sorrow, yet remaining indifferent, terrifies me. There’s a hollow echo in my chest, a longing for genuine connection that these technological marvels can’t provide. It’s ironic, isn’t it? We’ve built our lives around screens and gadgets, yet here I am, longing for a simple hug, a warm smile, or a listening ear. I crave understanding, someone who can see past the surface and recognize the turmoil beneath. As I sit in silence, I wonder if anyone would notice if I disappeared. Would my absence be felt, or would it simply blend into the background noise of life? The thought sends shivers down my spine, yet it’s accompanied by an unsettling sense of relief. Perhaps the world would be a little less burdened without my sorrow weighing it down. These glasses may read emotions, but they cannot heal the wounds that lie within. They cannot replace the warmth of a hand held tightly in solidarity. They cannot whisper words of comfort when the darkness closes in. I wish for a world where we could strip away the facades and truly see one another, where technology serves to foster empathy rather than deepen the chasms of our loneliness. So here I am, reaching out into the void, hoping that someone out there feels the same. Hoping that we can find solace in our shared sadness, that we can create a space where emotions are not just read, but felt and embraced. Until then, I’ll wear my heart on my sleeve, even if no one is there to witness it. #Loneliness #EmotionalConnection #Heartache #TechnologyAndIsolation #FeelingInvisible

In the stillness of the night, as shadows creep into the corners of my heart, I can’t help but feel the weight of loss pressing down like an unshakable burden. The news of layoffs at Don't Nod’s Montreal studio echoes in my mind, a painful reminder of the fragility of dreams. 💔 It’s disheartening to witness talented individuals, who poured their souls into creating worlds we loved, facing such harsh realities. This isn’t just about numbers on a balance sheet or corporate decisions made in cold boardrooms. For so many, it’s a devastating blow to their passion and purpose. Each layoff represents a story halted, a vision interrupted, and a community fractured. The statement from the studio—“reflects the challenging reality of maintaining sustainable operations in a difficult economic context”—feels like a dagger, slicing through the hope that once thrived within those walls. 😢 I think of all the late nights spent in front of screens, the laughter shared over brainstorming sessions, and the tears shed in moments of vulnerability. The bonds formed amidst the chaos of deadlines and creative blocks are now overshadowed by uncertainty. Loneliness creeps in, making it hard to breathe, as I wonder about the futures of those who have given so much to their craft. This is a reminder that the world of creativity isn’t always kind. It can be a lonely road, filled with sacrifices and uncertainties. The joy of creation is often met with the harshness of reality, where dreams can shatter overnight. The heartache is palpable, and it feels like we are collectively mourning a loss, even if we don’t know each individual affected. As I sit here, reflecting on the stories that will go untold and the games that will never be made, I feel a profound sense of grief. It’s hard to reconcile the beauty of art with the cruelty of circumstance. I wish there were something more we could do to support those affected—something to remind them that their worth isn't defined by a paycheck or a title, but by the passion they hold within. Let us stand together in solidarity, acknowledging the struggles faced by creators everywhere. Let’s not forget the power of community, the strength we find in unity, and the hope that still flickers, even in the darkest of times. 🌧️ In the end, we are all part of this tapestry of creativity, woven together by our shared experiences and losses. May we find solace in each other and continue to uplift those in need. #DontNod #Layoffs #GameDev #Creativity #Solidarity