
How to Quit Your AI Feed (I Think)
I made a list of five simple rules to beat my AI addiction and reclaim my focus, but I can't seem to remember the last two. Can you help me?
I’m fine. Totally in control.
It’s just that my thumb has developed its own personality. A twitchy, nervous little creature with one single desire: to scroll. It wants the feed. The endless, shimmering river of generated images, half-baked thoughts, and code snippets that promise to solve problems I didn’t know I had. It’s not an AI addiction; it’s… research.
But let’s say, hypothetically, a friend of mine wanted to quit. For this friend, I’ve drafted a simple, five-step plan to reclaim one’s mind. Very practical.
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The 90-Second Rule. Before you inject a prompt into the machine, you must first sit with the question yourself for a full 90 seconds. Just you and your own neurons. No sparkles. Easy, right?
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No Hits Before Noon. The morning is sacred. Your brain is still soft, still yours. Don’t give the dealer the first hours of your day. Let your own thoughts be the first voice you hear. Coffee, then consciousness. The AI can wait.

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Delete One Dealer. Just one. The one you use for the cheap thrills, the lazy summaries. Take it off your phone. If you really need a fix, you’ll have to use the desktop. Make the addiction less convenient. A little friction goes a long way.
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I… uh. There was a fourth one. I wrote it down somewhere. It was about… notifications? Or maybe it was about replacing the infinite scroll with something finite, like a book? I had it a second ago. Hang on, I’ll just ask the AI for some ideas on digital detox…
…right. The point is, you have to want to quit. And I do. I really do.
If you’re serious about micro-dosing your AI usage, the trick isn’t some grand gesture of renunciation. It’s about creating tiny moments of deliberate non-use. For one day, try disabling the AI assistant in your browser search settings. You know, for a friend. See how it feels to get your results raw, uncut. It’s a bit like learning to taste your food again after years of synthetic flavouring. For a more institutional take on the matter, you could always consult the work of digital regulators like the French CNIL.
Anyway, I have to go. My feed is buzzing. So much to learn.
Your turn to confess:
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