刚读到《南风窗》一篇文章，里面提到一种很刺痛人的现象： 很多人高考结束很多年后，依然患有某种“高考创伤后遗症”。 纪如绢已经毕业十几年，在日本工作，有稳定的生活，也早就离开了那间考场。 可她还是会梦到高考。 梦里，她坐在考场里，试卷发下来，脑子一片空白，时间一分一秒过去，周围全是翻卷子的声音。她拼命想写点什么，却怎么都写不出来。 醒来以后，她才发现自己早就不是学生了。 没人再逼她交卷，也没人再用一场考试决定她的人生。 可身体里的那种紧张感，好像一直没走。 五一假期结束，她从老家回到日本，重新进入高压工作状态。那一瞬间，她突然又感到熟悉的窒息感，像是当年高三晚自习的灯光又亮了起来。 对她来说，高考并没有真正结束。 它只是换了一种形式，藏进了工作里，藏进了梦里，也藏进了每一次“我是不是又浪费时间了”的自责里。 更年轻的窦靖也一样。 她已经是大学生了，可生活还像停在高三。 午饭必须十分钟吃完，下课就去图书馆，除了学习几乎什么都不做。别人散步、恋爱、发呆、睡懒觉，她都会觉得不安。 好像只要慢下来，她就会被甩掉。 很多人理解不了这种状态，觉得高考都结束了，为什么还走不出来？ 其实真正可怕的地方在于，高考训练出来的不只是做题能力，还有一种对时间的极度敏感。 吃饭慢一点，会觉得自己在浪费时间。 睡久一点，会觉得自己在堕落。 出去玩一会儿，会觉得自己不配。 连什么都不做，都会产生一种莫名其妙的罪恶感。 别人散步、看电影、聊天、恋爱，是正常生活。 可在他们那里，这些都会被大脑自动翻译成一句话： “你怎么还有资格休息？” 这才是高考创伤最隐蔽的地方。 它不一定表现为崩溃大哭，也不一定表现为彻底厌学。很多时候，它表现为一种长期的紧绷感，一种停不下来的自我驱赶，一种只要没有努力就会产生的内疚。 很多人身体早就离开了学校，精神却还困在那套评价系统里。 他们早就不用参加高考了，却依然像考生一样生活。 高考真正留下的后遗症，可能不是一张卷子，也不是一个分数。 而是很多年以后，你明明已经自由了，却依然不敢停下来。 你明明已经没有考试了，却依然对时间充满恐惧。

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A letter to my friends at Anthropic I hate that I feel obligated to do this. I hate that I've had to be so harsh towards Anthropic for the past few months. I really, really don't want to. I know it might feel like I'm doing this for clicks or something, but I promise I'm not. My pro-Anthropic content ALWAYS outperforms my anti-Anthropic content. I have cost myself a lot of money, opportunities, sponsors, and more. I'm doing this because you work for an evil cult. I'm begging you to wake up. Your CEO, Dario, does not respect engineers. This is obvious. He couldn't make it more obvious if he tried (and I think he's trying pretty hard) You know this, but you don't want to acknowledge it. It has kept you up many nights. You know that bad code is shipping to users. You know that one bad tweet might get you fired. You fear for your vesting schedules. You're afraid. Nobody deserves what you're going through right now. You go to work afraid, you leave work afraid, and you go to YouTube to keep up on the dev world, just to hear me yelling all about how evil your company is. You deserve better. You might not feel like you do, but you know deep down that this isn't right. I hope you know how deeply I feel for you. I'm sorry. I know I haven't helped you much individually, and I want to be better about this. If you're ready to leave, please hit me up. I swear I'll never tell a soul. I have friends at every lab and most startups in the AI world. Most of them would be down to match your current vesting schedules, possibly even go beyond. If you're staying for the money, I beg you to hit me up. We can make the money happen somewhere that hates you less. I know I'm asking for a lot of trust here, and that you're scared after seeing how hard I've been on Anthropic. I can't blame you at all for that. I should have posted something like this months ago. That's my failure to own and I will own it to my best ability. If you're willing to trust me in this moment, I can make it right. Let me help you escape. You deserve to work somewhere that you can have impact. Somewhere that listens when you feel something is wrong. Somewhere that won't fire you when you point out the things that hurt your users. My DMs are always open to you. When you're ready, let me know. I promise to make it right.

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