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.
Tag: Fallout
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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85 Seconds to Midnight (and I’m Going Back to the Wasteland)
Sometimes the post-apocalyptic world feels safer than the real one. On grief, Fallout, narcissism, and why listening matters more than shouting.
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.