We grew up expecting the apocalypse—and instead got stagnation, superstition, and missed scientific leaps. Why don’t we have flying cars? Maybe the answer has less to do with technology and more to do with control.
Category: Wasteland therapy
Why I Trust NPCs More Than People Right Now
Sometimes I joke that Fallout is cheaper than therapy. That’s not entirely fair — therapy is doing its job — but Fallout does something different. It gives my brain a place to land. When the world feels loud, hostile, and unpredictable, the wasteland is oddly structured. There are rules. There are objectives. There is a …
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Greetings from the Wasteland
In the Fallout universe—and in real life—pregnancy is often celebrated while responsibility is quietly abandoned. A reflection on sex, religion, impulsivity, and what it really means to care about children.
Optional in the Season of Togetherness
A quiet Thanksgiving weekend leads to reflections on loneliness, the feeling of being “optional,” and why the wasteland of Fallout sometimes feels more comforting than real life. Surgery recovery, complicated emotions, and a glitchy new update all blend into one simple truth: even in chaos, we find who stands by us.