After two weeks of Fasnacht in Fallout 76, exhaustion set in—but so did reflection. From cryptids and Appalachian folklore to gardening, grief, and learning to give yourself grace, this is a meditation on finding balance between the digital wasteland and the real world.
Why The Ghoul from Fallout resonates so deeply with me—and what honest discourse, boundaries, and calling bullshit have to do with survival in a polarized world.
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.
Adulting isn’t just bills and groceries—it’s the heavy weight of making decisions alone after years of partnership. From bad floors to life-changing choices, I’m learning how to carry it.
