Oh- — God-

It’s the text message that arrives at 11:00 PM from a number you thought you’d deleted. The sound of shattering glass in the next room where your toddler is playing alone. The email from HR marked “Urgent.” The mechanic’s call where he uses the word “transmission.”

It is a reminder that you are still here. And that even in the chaos, you are not alone in the feeling. Oh- God-

Because “Oh, God” isn’t a curse. It isn’t even really a prayer. It’s the text message that arrives at 11:00

Listen to the sound you make. It is the truest thing you will say all day. It is the sound of a person who is alive enough to be surprised, vulnerable enough to be hurt, and human enough to call out into the dark. And that even in the chaos, you are not alone in the feeling