Age? Bring it …

I’m not one who’s ever obsessed over age. It really has just been a number to me.¬†Growing up and into my 20s, I spent a lot of time with my mother’s friends, who never treated me like a kid; and, as a result, I always felt like they were my friends, too.

In my youth I was attracted to older men and a lot of the guys I dated were at least 10 years older than I was. One was actually not much younger than my mother, yes, scandalous I know.

Now I have friends who are my age, friends who are Continue reading

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