elder millennials
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The drink appeared in front of me at the bar while I chatted with a friend. I looked up at the bartender inquisitively and she pointed to a young man seated at the end of the bar. His smooth face, the bright smile, a little hungry. What is wrong with this kid? Why is he…
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I cried in the shower this morning. Hot, desperate sobs under the steam. I’m ripping off Band-Aids and pulling out boxes stuffed with trauma. Some days I really have it together, but for months now I’ve just been…raw. Unhinged. Unbridled emotions run amok. All the careful compartmentalization is coming undone and suddenly I am forced…