I got diagnosed with ADHD this month. This will likely come as no surprise to anyone who knows me even a little bit - I've already been getting treated for it on and off for the last few years, and given my entire deal it's not a terribly shocking development. They had me fill out a survey about how often I forget things and how much my struggles with executive function cause me difficulty in my personal life ("Highly Agree" in both cases) and then do the Conners Continuous Performance Test, where various letters flash on the screen at different

Or how I learned to stop worrying and hate Interstellar

Originally given as a talk at MindSwap #4, 2/7/2026.

Ever since I was young I have been obsessed with time's arrow. This is in large part because as soon as I became aware of the possibility of eternal death - around age 8, if I remember correctly - I have been consumed by both terror and the desire to outwit it. The strategies most commonly recommended to me are to "make peace with it" or "find god", but neither has proved particularly effective.

So to conquer my fear

I have made several stabs at writing this post this week, none of which really felt like they stuck the landing. It is very hard to cleanly capture a year that contained both my marriage and my mom's death. Some days I have felt better than I have in years, some days like I will never see sunlight again. Focusing on one or the other side of it feels like an incomplete picture, but writing an essay about how sad I am that's also about how happy I am doesn't really mesh tonally. So: it's been a hell of a