binge god origins

I spent most of my childhood grounded. Not because I was some rebellious troublemaker — I just had a knack for talking at the wrong time. Teachers called it "disruptive." I called it "adding value." Tomato, tomahto.

With all that indoor time, I naturally gravitated toward the TV. This was back in the dark ages before streaming, where options were limited and dodgy internet connections meant downloading a movie felt like waiting for bread to rise. Thankfully, I had friends who stockpiled entire seasons of shows like they were prepping for the apocalypse.

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Now, a sensible kid would have rationed that goldmine. Me? I binged like my life depended on it. Whole seasons devoured in just a few glorious nights. And somewhere between the cliffhangers and caffeine crashes, the obsession took root.

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Fast forward to 2019. I'm working in digital media, watching people build empires from their online presence, and I want in. Trouble is, I hadn't exactly cultivated a wide range of talents. So, I leaned into what I did know: shows, movies, and running my mouth about them. Combine that with my skills in writing, branding, and social media, and boom — BINGE GOD was born.

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Long-term? I’d love to go pro: land some legit critic creds, monetize the brand, and maybe even work with the big streaming giants. Until then, I'll be here, ranting about plot twists and dodgy finales for your entertainment.