Time blindness - Happy new year!

It’s Friday, 2nd January 2026. I was meant to write this yesterday as part of my new personal initiative to do things immediately and stop procrastinating… but here we are. 

I struggle with consistency. I’ve recently found out that I may or may not have time blindness, which means all the times I’ve been late for things wasn’t entirely my fault. For those of you who don’t know what time blindness is, it’s when you constantly misjudge how much time you have, ALL THE TIME, ironically. 

I always think I can get anywhere on a Lime bike in ten minutes. I always think I can beat Google Maps when it says a walk will take fourteen minutes. “No,” I tell myself, “I have long legs. That’s ten minutes for me thank you.” 

I put things on my to-do list, and eventually I do get them done, just after a delay. A delay that results in me sending far too many messages and emails that begin with, “Apologies for the delay.” 

So here I am, in 2026, with time blindness (maybe). I feel both good and bad about it, but mostly good. Because once you know what’s wrong, you can at least try to fix it. 

And so, in true time blind fashion, here I am, one day late, writing this article while sitting in the mosque library after a Friday Jummah prayer that I was also late for, to tell you that this is the year I become a Substack girly. 

I’m not sure if these posts will be any good. Maybe they’ll be terrible. Maybe I’ll be the next Jacqueline Wilson who knows? But if you want a morning commute read for the job you hate, if you enjoy the feeling of nostalgia or if you just want a good laugh whilst the world is burning around us, then you’re in the right place. 

Welcome Fat Fam!  

P.S. Help me think of a cute signature sign off, I’m tryna see if ‘FATFAM’ can be what the swifties have with Taylor. I already know it won’t but a girl can dream. 

Love Fathiya x