A weekend trip to a Fallout gathering in Goodsprings, Nevada turned into a reminder of why the game has been my refuge, my metaphor, and sometimes my lifeline.
Tag: Fallout
Empathy, Pain, and a Midnight Scorched Attack
A 3:30 a.m. flare-up turns into an unexpected lesson in empathy, pain management, and the strange parallels between real-life recovery and surviving the Wasteland. Sometimes even nurses need a refresher in giving a damn.
Toddlers, Tantrums, and the Temptation of the Wasteland
Even in the Fallout universe, the monsters are easier to deal with than the ones outside your front door. A veteran’s reflection on civility, escapism, and the urge to leave the nursery behind.
Small Victories in the Wasteland
Learning to celebrate the small victories — in the Wasteland and in life — has become my quiet mantra. Between streaming, teaching again, and finding moments of peace through PTSD, I’m beginning to see that even small steps can feel monumental.