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On the particular grief of no longer being the person who has it together
I used to be the one who remembered everyone's deadlines. Now I forget what I was saying mid-sentence. This is not a tragedy. This is a Tuesday.
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✦ Personal dispatches from the wreckage ✦
I quit the spreadsheets.
I kept the chaos.
A blog about being a person — specifically, this person. Neurodivergent, exhausted, opinionated, and somehow still here.
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"The chaos is not a symptom. The chaos is the point."
✦ What's happening in here
This week I became obsessed with—
The surprisingly rich history of marginalia, or: I am not the first person to write in book margins
Turns out annotating your books is a centuries-old tradition. Medieval monks were doing it. I feel vindicated.
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Stuff I found at 2am
The chronic illness toolkit: things that actually help vs. things that just look helpful on Instagram
A weighted blanket, a pill organizer that doesn't make me feel 90, and a lamp that tricks my brain into thinking it's not 4pm in November.
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Fiction
The woman who fell asleep at her own retirement party
She had narcolepsy. They thought she was making a statement. She was not making a statement.
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About Emma
MBA. Accountant. Cancer survivor. Narcoleptic. Somehow still here and still very opinionated about things. I spent years being professionally competent and personally exhausted. Now I write about it, anonymously, from my couch.
* Names changed. Employer not named. Dignity mostly intact.
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