Speaking up and speaking out.
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 …
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 …
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 …
