The Older I Get, The More I Yearn For The Toxic Culture Of My Childhood.
And it’s freaking me out.
And it’s freaking me out.
Lately, something has been bothering me. It’s been bothering me a lot.
As you might have read from one of my older articles, I grew up in a very WASP-y, hoity-toity neighborhood. My childhood was one of private schools, hearing people ask which beach club (or country club) we belonged to…