If I were to look at the majority of letters I get week on week and put them all side by side, the story is one of female anxiety; of not feeling good enough. Of worrying that we’re not being the right sort of girl from birth to death. Every decade of womanhood is marked by a new self-doubt. It begins with teenage girls who hate the way they look, continues into early twenties with women who are anxious about having not lost their virginity yet, then they worry about why they’ve never had a relationship by their mid/late-twenties and blame themselves. Then women get to their thirties and I’m
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