I think of privacy as the right to be myself, because I get to choose which parts of my persona(s?) to expose.

People change over time, and those I care about will be part of the journey. We don’t remember each other’s mistakes all the time.

And then, of course, there is the effort we put into these relationships. I’d rather a friend forgets my birthday and apologises than their LLM of choice automatically sends me a carefully crafted messaged based on our interactions.

Maybe we’re the weird ones.