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This is I Hear You, Babe. Today we are talking about the comment that was small but stayed with you forever.

It starts with a very New York moment. I asked a guy for a lighter while he was literally smoking a cigarette and he said he didn’t have one. And somehow that spirals into everything.

Because this episode is not about the big blowups. It’s about the tiny comments. The offhand one liners. The weird little moments that technically should not matter, but quietly rearrange how you take up space.

We read your emails about the sentences you still hear years later from managers, friends, dates, teachers, parents, strangers, and sometimes your own brain. And we talk about why those moments land so hard, why they stay, and how to stop letting them shrink you.

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This week on I Hear You, Babe, we’re easing into it.

I start by talking about losing Dude and how grateful I am that we were able to say goodbye at home. It was quiet. It was sad. It was peaceful. And yes, I cried like a child.

From there, we settle into a very real, very human mega episode about what actually helps when you’re not okay — not in an Instagram way, not in a fix-it way, but in the way people actually survive hard seasons.

You’ll hear long listener emails and shorter ones. Stories about grief, relationships, therapy, doing less, neutral days, sitting on the floor, going to the same bar, loving animals, and letting things be unfinished.

I also do a lot of chitchatting.
Interrupting.
Reacting.
Sitting with things instead of tying them up.

If you’re not okay right now, this episode isn’t here to make you better.
It’s here to keep you company.

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This week, it is the fake limbo between Christmas and New Year’s where nobody knows what day it is, time feels optional, and I refuse to spend a single second doing a countdown with anyone I don’t deeply trust. We’re talking gray New York days, castor oil everywhere, vision boards on the living room floor, and the specific chaos that only shows up when the year is about to end.

We’re reading your weirdest nights out. The carpet night. The lost phone spiral that ends with someone answering their own phone and crying to their mom. The accidental afters where you think you’re going to another bar and instead someone hands you soup in a mug at 7am. Running into your ex and immediately walking into a pole. The bathroom best friend who knows your entire life story and then disappears forever. And the quiet walk home that somehow becomes the night that stays.

Because the wild nights are never really about the night. They’re about the walk home, the bathroom conversation, the moment you realize you’re done while everyone else is still going, and the second soup enters the chat and you know it’s time to leave.

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