Why do so many of us fall asleep to murder, wake up suspicious of our neighbors, and suddenly believe we could solve a cold case faster than the actual police? In this episode, I confess my deep, slightly concerning obsession with true crime, my emotional reliance on Keith Morrison’s voice, and why we all secretly think we’re one notebook away from cracking the case.
We’re talking Dateline addiction, the comfort of familiar danger, and that weird confidence boost we get from yelling “IT WAS THE HUSBAND” at the TV while folding laundry. I dig into why true crime makes us feel smart, prepared, and oddly soothed, even though it’s literally about people disappearing.
If you’ve ever gone down a rabbit hole, trusted your gut like a seasoned detective, or felt personally betrayed when the episode ends without answers, this one’s for you. Consider it therapy. Or evidence.
