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I Never Heard Him



I never heard him speak. Not once.


That should have been a red flag. But in the beginning, I told myself it was part of the appeal. In a world that never shut the fuck up—feeds full of performative trauma and influencer updates, podcasts about nothing hosted by men who didn’t know when to stop talking—there was something magnetic about his quiet. It wasn’t shyness, not the way we usually define it. He didn’t look away or shrink under attention. He simply… didn’t respond.

Ferret-Proofing My Office: A Battle I Will Never Win



Every so often, I have the audacity to believe I live in my own home. That this is my space, that I have sovereignty over my environment, and that—should I feel the urge—I could, say, sit at my desk without being swarmed, chewed, or launched upon by small, musky missiles of chaos.

The Productivity Myths That Don’t Work for OCD Brains


There’s a certain flavor of smug that comes with productivity advice. You know the kind. It’s usually delivered in a tone that suggests your life would be perfect if you just got up at 5am, color-coded your goals, and drank more lemon water. These people swear by “hacks” like time blocking and morning routines that involve more steps than my entire skincare regimen. They say things like “you have the same 24 hours as Beyoncé,” as though my brain chemistry and Beyoncé’s personal assistant army are somehow comparable.

OCD & Productivity: When ‘Just Start’ Isn’t a Thing


There’s a certain breed of advice that floats around creative and productivity spaces like gospel, clean and simple and wildly unattainable: “Just start.” As if the act of beginning were as easy as lifting a finger. As if the only thing standing between you and progress was a stubborn refusal to move. And maybe, for some people, it really is that easy. Maybe there are brains that can accept that command without spiraling, without negotiating every step like it’s a hostage situation. I respect those people. I admire them from a cautious distance. But I am not one of them, and I never have been.