Because I’m mentally ill. Thanks for asking! …Oh, you wanted more than that? Fine. I was born in 1990. I made it to existence just in time to live through the last decade of the 20th century. Looking back as an adult, I understand that the way we count time…
Tag: childhood
What my eternal childhood means to me
Several times over the past year, I’ve sat down and started typing out a blog post, attempting to articulate why the notion of “never growing up” is so important to me and why associating myself with childlike things is such an integral part of my identity. These attempts have always…