After returning from the Wasteland Jamboree in Flatwoods, West Virginia, Leigh reflects on Fallout community, Gen X independence, “feral” childhoods, and why learning to make your own decisions might have been one of the greatest gifts a generation received.
Category: Gaming and coping
Moving Targets
Sometimes the places we want to escape to don’t exist. This is a reflection on isolation, sobriety, honesty, and learning to live with the version of yourself that made it through.
One Does Not Simply Go to Costco
Costco isn’t just shopping—it’s sensory overload, entitlement, and PTSD triggers wrapped in bulk pricing. When the world gets loud, the wasteland and a reclaimed van offer a different kind of escape.
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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