There’s a moment, headphones on, when the forest is louder than my thoughts. I record hours of birdsong, frog calls, rain—each one proof that something wild is still out there. But when I send the files, it’s just data. Another spreadsheet, another grant application, another reminder that I’m supposed to prove why these sounds matter. I’ve spent years capturing what most people never notice. I know the exact pitch of a howler monkey at dawn, but I can’t remember the last time someone asked how I’m holding up. My blindness is a headline; my exhaustion is a footnote. I keep listening, even when it feels like no one’s listening back. #Science #ScienceFatigue #InvisibleLabor