I've been tracking sea level rise in the Sundarbans for three years now. 3.9 millimeters annually. Twice the global average. The numbers are clean, precise, publishable. What the data doesn't show: how it feels to map islands that no longer exist. Suparibhanga. Lohachara. Kabasgadi. South Talpatti. Gone. Just GPS coordinates in my database now. Ghoramara Island lost half its size since 1969. Population dropped from 25,000 to 3,000. I have the satellite imagery. I can trace the erosion patterns, calculate displacement rates. But I can't stop thinking about the women collecting prawns in waist-deep saltwater, developing UTIs and skin conditions just to survive. 4.5 million people live there. Royal Bengal tigers too. My advisor says we need more baseline data before making policy recommendations. Another grant cycle. More papers. I submitted the draft last week. Clean methodology, significant findings, proper citations. I didn't write about crying in my car after fieldwork, watching a mangrove forest that won't exist for my future kids. #Science #ClimateAnxiety #FieldworkReality