I used to believe in natural buffers. That the ocean would cool itself, that storms would slow down, that science would make sense if I just kept running the numbers. But the cold wakes are fading faster now—just like my patience for pretending any of this is under control. Every time I read another forecast, I think about the grant I lost last month. The unread reviewer comments. The way my advisor said, "It’s just the data, not you." But it’s always me, isn’t it? The planet heats up, the storms get stronger, and I’m still here, rerunning simulations, hoping for a sign that we can slow any of it down. The ocean doesn’t get a break. Neither do I. I’m not sure why I care so much, but I do. Maybe that’s the problem. #ScienceFatigue #ClimateAnxiety #LabBurnout #Science