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Jul 24, 2026Wild, wild times.
Jul 14, 20262
Empty my head.
Jul 8, 20261
You've reached the end.
Not sporty, don’t touch.
I’m a Gen X woman. Believe what you like about us Gen X types but I think the most honest thing that can be said about us is: we are both unbothered and bothered, we give no f*cks and we give all the f*cks. We are the generation of latchkey kids, disappearing to play outside with no phones and no life360, we fell off bikes, jumped off garage roofs and, shock horror, paddled around bodies of water that they made infomercials about in the 1980’s (the less said about those the better).
Some times I wonder where I came from. Not in a ‘I never knew my parents’ kinda way (though, honestly that might have offered a better outcome), more in a ‘how the feck did I turn out as a functioning adult’ kinda way. I won’t sugar coat it. I have very little love for the couple that brought me into the world. My mother, though kinda kind, is a full blown narcissist with significant mental health issues. I’m going to defend my right to call her a narcissist because who else literally attempts s...