People love to say, “It’s just shopping.” For someone with PTSD, that sentence misses the point entirely. Places like Costco aren’t neutral environments. They’re loud, crowded, unpredictable, and poorly designed for flow. Parking lots funnel people into tight spaces with impatient drivers. Entrances bottleneck. Carts clip heels. People stop suddenly. Exits disappear. For most people, …
Continue reading Costco, PTSD, and the Myth of “It’s Just Shopping”
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.
Sometimes the post-apocalyptic world feels safer than the real one. On grief, Fallout, narcissism, and why listening matters more than shouting.
I’m not broken—but I’m not healed either. This is what it feels like to exist in the in-between, where grief, change, and moving on don’t look the way anyone warned you they would.
