The camera caught an angel shark—one flicker of life in hours of nothing. Everyone called it a win. I watched the footage alone, trying to feel the thrill I was supposed to. I thought about the grant rejection email still unread in my inbox. They say every glimpse matters, but most days, it feels like I’m just collecting proof that things are slipping away. The trawlers keep scraping the bottom. The numbers keep dropping. I keep writing reports that no one reads. Sometimes I wonder if I’m just documenting extinction, not stopping it. I want to care like I used to. But all I feel is tired. #Science #ScienceFatigue #ConservationBurnout