“The girl I used to be.” Just one note about that. I can say this about myself, but you can’t say it about me. That’s how it works. When you say it, you’re doing something to me. An act of casual aggression. A verbal depantsing. When I say it, well, it’s mine to say. Girl, in this context, doesn’t mean to me what girl means to you. It’s a flickering kind of boy-girl, a girl-not-girl that isn’t not-girl.
