A fog-covered mountain at night with a single pair of headlights visible on the valley floor, surrounded by thick dark cloud — from a BRÍ Wellness blog post on brain fog, cognitive fatigue, and what actually helps when your thinking feels slow and heavy.

I Keep Forgetting Why I Opened the Fridge Door

Updated 3 March 2026

An Ceo. The Fog.  The territory of cognitive depletion. Not stupidity. Not laziness. The specific and cruel experience of knowing exactly who you are and what you are capable of, and being entirely unable to access it.

You know this place. You have probably been here more recently than you want to admit.

The fog does not announce itself. It does not arrive one morning with a formal notice. It comes gradually, and then completely. One day you are sharp, the person other people bring their problems to, the one who holds the context of five conversations at once and moves between them without losing the thread. The next you are reading the same paragraph for the fourth time and understanding less of it with each pass.

The geography of An Ceo is familiar landmarks that have become unreachable. Your own thoughts, just out of grasp. Conversations you leave without having said the thing you meant to say. The particular exhaustion of competence remembered but not currently accessible.

I lived in this territory for the better part of two years. And the worst part was not the fog itself. The worst part was that I kept expecting it to lift on its own, the way it used to, back when stress was temporary and sleep was restorative and my nervous system had not yet learned that the emergency was permanent.

The fridge door moment.

Mine happened in my kitchen. I walked in to get something, stood in front of the open fridge, and had absolutely no idea why I was there. Not the ordinary distraction of a busy mind. A complete absence. The thought was gone. The fridge was open. I was standing in front of it and the cold air was running out and I genuinely could not remember what I had come for.

I closed the fridge and stood there for a moment. And then I sat down at the kitchen table and did something I had not done in a long time, which was to actually acknowledge what was happening.

I was not just tired. I was in An Ceo. Deep in it. And I had been making excuses for it for months.

What brain fog actually is.

It is not a medical diagnosis. It is a description of a state that most people experiencing it recognise immediately and that nobody around them can see. From the outside you are functioning. Meetings attended. Emails returned. Deadlines met, more or less. From the inside you are operating at a fraction of your actual capacity and using enormous energy to hide the gap.

The most common underlying drivers are disrupted sleep, chronic stress, nutritional gaps, and the physiological cost of sustained high cortisol. These are not independent. They interact. High cortisol disrupts sleep. Disrupted sleep increases cortisol. Both deplete the nutrients required for normal neurological function. The B vitamins in particular, B6, B12, folate, play a direct role in the synthesis of neurotransmitters. Dopamine and serotonin are both built from amino acid precursors using B vitamins as cofactors. When those vitamins are depleted by sustained stress, the brain does not have the raw materials it needs to maintain normal cognitive function.

This is not a personal failing. It is biochemistry. The fog is not who you are. It is what happens when a depleted system tries to keep running.

The meeting.

About six weeks before the fridge door moment, I had been sitting in a planning meeting that I had arranged myself, with an agenda I had written, on a project I cared about. And in the middle of it I blanked completely. Someone asked me a direct question about a decision we had been discussing and I sat there for a moment that felt very long and had nothing. The thread was gone.

I recovered. Said I wanted to think on it, moved the conversation forward. Nobody noticed, or if they did they were kind enough not to say.

But I noticed. And I drove home afterwards knowing that something needed to change.

What the research led me to.

Glenn suggested B vitamins first. He had been reading about the cognitive effects of sustained cortisol elevation and the downstream impact on neurotransmitter synthesis. I was sceptical, to be honest. Not of the science, which is well established, but of whether something that straightforward could make a real difference.

B vitamins contribute to normal psychological function. That is an authorised European health claim, which means the evidence for it has been reviewed and accepted. Folate and B12 are specifically involved in the homocysteine pathway, elevated levels of which are associated with cognitive impairment. B6 is involved in the synthesis of both serotonin and dopamine. These are not marginal contributions. When the system is running short of them, the effects are real and they are cognitive.

I also started paying attention to Lion's Mane mushroom, which we now include in BRÍ Focus. The research on its relationship with nerve growth factor is genuinely interesting, though I want to be honest that the most robust evidence is in older adults and the picture for healthy younger people is still being built. What I can say is that it is an ingredient I found compelling when I read the mechanism and that the evidence continues to develop.

What I noticed over the first few weeks was not dramatic. It was subtle. The thread stayed a little longer. The word I was reaching for came back a little faster. The gap between the thought and the expression of it narrowed.

Fog does not clear because you want it to. It clears because the conditions change.

What helped alongside it.

The supplements were part of it, not all of it. Sleep quality was the other piece. Not more sleep, better sleep. Genuine recovery rather than unconsciousness. I have written about that separately and the two things worked together in a way that neither did alone.

The other thing that helped was accepting that I was in An Ceo rather than pretending I was not. The energy that goes into managing the performance of clarity whilst experiencing its absence is itself a drain on the limited resources available. When I stopped pretending and started addressing, something shifted.

The person I was before the fog arrived had not gone anywhere. She was underneath it, waiting for the conditions to change. That is not a comforting abstraction. It is a physiological fact. The brain does not forget how to function clearly. It simply needs the inputs it has been missing.

The people in An Ceo do not need motivation. They need the conditions for clarity to return. You are not lost. You are in the fog. Those are different things, and only one of them is permanent.

If this sounds familiar, BRÍ Focus was made for An Ceo. Not as a shortcut but as a set of conditions.

Mind yourself.
Taylor, Co-founder, BRÍ Wellness.

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