If you told me a few years ago that watching someone simulate a virtual haircut or stretch putty slime in slow motion would calm my nervous system—I would’ve smiled politely…

I didn’t discover ASMR on purpose. It sort of found me—on one of those nights when my mind refused to settle and my breath felt tight in my chest.

I

If you had walked into my room last year at midnight, you’d find me under a blanket, phone glowing, earbuds in—listening to someone whisper “you’re safe” while tapping gently on

If you had told me a year ago that a glowing lava apple being sliced in a whisper-quiet video would melt my brain—in a good way—I probably would’ve laughed.

But