Listening to the music of my adolescence, namely Nirvana, reminds me of when life felt dangerous. Friends steered, reckless, powerless and powerful all at once, out of control. Adults absent, emotionally and physically, peppered our lives with their own insecurities and maladjustments, normalising dysfunction. Drugs and sex offered an impossibly enticing anaesthetic and instead compounded all of the problems they were supposed to alleviate creating a spiral I can only now see, in hindsight. How the fuck did we survive it?