Conversation

Conversation with My Brain: “You Like Feeling Bad”

A dialogue about the difference between asking “Can I do it?” and asking whether the outcome is worth the cost.

Conversation with My Brain: “You Like Feeling Bad”

therapist

You like feeling bad.

ME

Brain, do we like feeling bad?

BRAIN

No.

ME

Exactly.

BRAIN

What kind of hypothesis is that supposed to be?

ME

Wait. Maybe she isn’t talking about whether we actually like feeling bad.

Maybe she means that when the cost gets really high, we still keep going.

BRAIN

Obviously.

ME

Why?

BRAIN

Because we can.

ME

So ‘you like feeling bad’...

BRAIN

We do not.

ME

I know. But maybe what she means is:

“Why do you keep paying the cost when it’s this high?”

BRAIN

Aaaa.

BRAIN

Then she should say that.

ME

She does. Just in her own language.

BRAIN

Terrible interface.

ME

Okay. Let’s try again.

I know you can do it.

The question is: why should you have to pay this cost?

BRAIN

...

ME

Well?

BRAIN

I don’t know.

ME

What do you mean, you don’t know?

BRAIN

I never factored that in.

ME

So what did you factor in?

BRAIN

Whether I could make it.

A Bug in the Algorithm

For years, my system asked three questions:

  1. Can I do it?
    Almost always: yes.
  2. Is there a solution?
    Almost always: yes.
  3. Can I keep going?
    Usually: yes.

If the answer was “yes”, the problem was considered solved.

Except my system was leaving out one question:

Is the outcome worth the cost of continuing?

And that changes a surprising amount.

Being able to endure something is not a reason to endure it.

The existence of a solution does not mean the solution is worth its cost.

And “I can do it” tells me only that something is feasible. It tells me nothing about whether it’s worth it.

Epilogue: the bike rack

BRAIN

But there was no problem with the bike.

ME

No?

BRAIN

No. We had a system. Take off the wheel, fold down the seats, turn the handlebars, put the bike in at just the right angle…

ME

For two years.

BRAIN

One hundred percent success rate.

ME

And the therapist asked:

“Why don’t you have a tow-bar bike rack?”

BRAIN

...

ME

Well?

BRAIN

That wasn’t a problem.

ME

There was.

BRAIN

No. The bike fit in the car.

ME

...

BRAIN

What?

ME

Nothing. I think I just understood the whole problem.