A ✨ Proper ✨ Welcome
Still figuring out buttons and settings, but didn't want you to miss the real hello.
Welcome to North-ish. BYOS—bring your own snacks.
Somehow you’ve landed here…
And I don’t know if that says more about me, or you 😂
Thanks for joining. Comments, messages, shares, any type of interaction, is welcome, even if it’s just to tell me your favorite boba tea flavor (and why).
Pit stops include:
Notes from a nurse brain with too many tabs open.
Nostalgia that tastes like Hubba Bubba.
Gender and body rants from inside a complicated meat-suit.
History lessons no one asked for.
And maybe, a meme-level masterpiece.
In all seriousness
I’m just a queer, neurodivergent nurse that started this Substack as a healthy outlet for everything that is swirling around in my brain (which is too much). It was more for me than anyone else, but now I’m excited to share with like-minded people. A sense of community is not something I’ve ever really felt, and I’m truly glad you’re here.
I hope that you read all of my posts, but let’s be real: I know that most of us live busy, complicated lives. I’ve organized sections of North-ish so you can see which ones may appeal to you.
Home: My most recent posts (and a link to “Droplets”— a page of TikToks that me feel something).
Notes: Shorter weekly thoughts, life updates, or things still in progress.
Culture & Humor: Making the "disgusted Barbie" meme face, only with words.
Nostalgia & Memory: Tastes like childhood, but with more mental illness.
Relationships: If only Miracle-Gro worked for relationships too.
Queerness: I'm pretty sure the threat is not someone who wants to sh*t in peace.
Neurodivergence: Notes from a brain that's like a MacBook (too many open tabs, but operating at supersonic speed).
Embodiment: Why does being in a walking meat-suit have to be so complicated?
Religion & Morality: We may be living in the Upside Down.
History & Justice: Is it history or His Story (the white man's)?
Health & Medicine: Please do NOT page Dr. Google.
Narratives: Part practical. Part rant. Sometimes simultaneously.
About: I don’t know where I’m going, but at least I’m entertaining.
They say misery loves company. I’m not miserable, but I’d still love more company.
