A boyfriend of mine once said that I was the most normal person he knew.  The comment, halfway between bemusement and belittlement, was a bitter blow.  I yearned to be a bit wild and edgy, but was afraid.  It was unknown territory.  Plus, most of the wild and edgy people I had known were usually …

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It caught me by surprise when I realised that older people do have lives.  As I progressed towards becoming a sad old person with no life, a doom that was almost impossible to think of in any good way in years gone by, things didn’t go according to plan.  Instead, in many ways my life …

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I am not amazing.  I tried to be, but – alas - I failed.  And, amazingly, I survived it. As a child of the New-Age movement, I recited all the affirmations that were going to re-jig my brain into believing that I was an amazing person if I just said them often enough.  We baby …

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