After I was born, my next sister was born three years later, followed by my youngest sister 18 months after that. Because they were so close together in age, it always felt, when I was growing up, that it was them against me. They shared a room. My mother often dressed them alike. And, until …
There have been a lot of articles recently about a growing epidemic, a disease that can’t be cured with a pill or an operation, loneliness. Evidence points to social media as a prominent cause. It was bad enough, ten years ago, to be flooded with images that you couldn’t hope to measure up to: impossibly …
