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.
Tag: Fallout
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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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.