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Neither of My Parents Was Exactly Who I Thought They Were

Elizabeth Wurtzel spent decades trying to understand why nobody in her family was much like her

American writer Elizabeth Wurtzel, author of the memoir ‘Prozac Nation,’ holds up a locket with the word ‘Prozac’ on it and poses for a portrait on August 14, 1991 in New York City, New York. Photo: Catherine McGann/Getty Images

By Elizabeth Wurtzel

Life is just a shock to the system.

It turns out that the man I have spent 50 years believing to be my father is not my father.




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