Social Media Anxiety Is Changing How We Feel in Public
A crowded room can feel louder when your phone remembers everything. Social media anxiety is the uneasy, often persistent stress that comes from being seen—online and off—through the lens of posts,…
Social Media Anxiety Is Changing How We Feel in Public
A crowded room can feel louder when your phone remembers everything. Social media anxiety is the uneasy, often persistent stress that comes from being seen—online and off—through the lens of posts,…
The Strange Comfort of Doomscrolling in a World on Fire
Sometimes the bad news feels like proof that you’re paying attention. There’s a particular kind of quiet that arrives late at night, when the room is dark and your phone is the brightest object in…
The Strange Comfort of Doomscrolling in a World on Fire
Sometimes the bad news feels like proof that you’re paying attention. There’s a particular kind of quiet that arrives late at night, when the room is dark and your phone is the brightest object in…
My attention, slowly disassembled by the glow in my hand
A small rectangle can hold a whole life, and still leave it feeling strangely thin. The quiet trade we keep making There’s a particular kind of light that doesn’t warm a room. It doesn’t flicker like…
My attention, slowly disassembled by the glow in my hand
A small rectangle can hold a whole life, and still leave it feeling strangely thin. The quiet trade we keep making There’s a particular kind of light that doesn’t warm a room. It doesn’t flicker like…
Designing Tools That Serve People, Not the Other Way Around
A good tool should feel like a quiet ally, not a loud boss. There’s a moment many people recognize: you open an app to do one small thing, and forty minutes later you’re still there—toggling…
Designing Tools That Serve People, Not the Other Way Around
A good tool should feel like a quiet ally, not a loud boss. There’s a moment many people recognize: you open an app to do one small thing, and forty minutes later you’re still there—toggling…
Learning to hear myself again amid the endless notifications hum
Silence isn’t the absence of sound; it’s the return of your own voice. There’s a particular kind of noise that doesn’t register as loud until you step away from it. It isn’t the blare of traffic or…
Learning to hear myself again amid the endless notifications hum
Silence isn’t the absence of sound; it’s the return of your own voice. There’s a particular kind of noise that doesn’t register as loud until you step away from it. It isn’t the blare of traffic or…
