Doomscrolling and the Cortisol Cascade: Addiction to the Apocalypse
You wake at 03:00, the amygdala already firing. Before consciousness has fully assembled, the hand finds the phone, the thumb finds the feed, and the eyes begin scanning for updates. Has the war escalated? Has the climate threshold been breached? Has the market collapsed? You are not seeking information; you are seeking the hit–the cortisol…
