YOUTH NOW
I Was Sure I’d Die Young
From nightclubs to rehab to motherhood, I’ve always been the youngest one in the room. Not anymore.
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6 min readSep 21, 2018
The year is 1984. The setting: a playground in Connecticut. A twentysomething father with long reddish hair is milling around with a group of young mummies as his daughter plays on the monkey bars. One of the…
