Why I Wished for My Daughter’s Awkward Phase

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When my daughter was about eight years old, we went to have lunch at some local sandwich shop. These teenage girls walked in. They must have been about 14 or 15 years old. I could tell because they weren’t fully autonomous yet. They were still at the mercy of the middle-aged woman who was driving them around for…

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Vanessa Torre

Vanessa Torre

Top 10 feminist writer. Host of 🎙I Hadn’t Considered That. Writing about middle-age on Meeting in the Middle: vanessatorre.substack.com