Last night I went on a Tinder date with someone a lot younger than me. He said the following things:"I bet you were pretty 20 years ago." "You look good, for your age." "You look the same now, except for the wrinkles" - when I showed him a photo of me 20 years ago. Ouch …
This is 45.
Up until a few months ago, I was ashamed of my age. I never wanted to tell people how old I was. I worried and wondered if people could guess that I was in my 40s by looking at me. I hoped that I looked younger. Then in February I went on a Tinder date …
The Power of Secrets and Lies
July 15, 1998, is twenty-three years ago today. Almost half my life has gone by since then. Still, I remember it every year. Here’s why. In late 1997 when I was twenty-one, I hatched a cowardly suicide scheme. I was too afraid to take direct action to kill myself, so I came up with an …