When Facts Become Fog You walked into the conversation with three things you wanted to say. Ninety seconds in, you are defending yourself against the
*”I’d Never Do Such a Thing.”* You describe what happened. They tilt their head. They let a small, pained look cross their face. They say,
When Help Comes With an Invoice You didn’t ask them to do the dishes. You didn’t ask them to rearrange their schedule. You didn’t ask
Patterns, Not Diagnoses You don’t need a DSM to know something is wrong. You’ve probably been told you were imagining it. That you were “too
Red Pill, Blue Hair, and the Loop Nobody Wants to Stop The internet has two caricatures of accountability and neither one is real. On one
