Part of Ophelia’s appeal was pure voyeurism. When I interviewed Mary Pipher and her daughter Sara Pipher Gilliam, on the occasion of the book’s 25 th-anniversary edition, Pipher said that in the intervening years, “partly because of my book, and partly because of rising awareness and education, the culture really did change, and become more teenager-friendly.” Although my love for the book felt personal, it seems I wasn’t the only one affected. Ophelia inspired several painfully earnest term papers and eventually, in a roundabout way, my employment at a teen magazine, where I hoped to set a better example for girls coming up. The volume, with its dreaming blond cover girl gazing out into the middle distance, traveled with me for years, from dorm to dorm to post-college apartment. The book, a bestselling publishing phenomenon, presented a complete explanation for so many of my feelings about the world it was my first time feeling seen by a work of popular psychology. When Mary Pipher’s Reviving Ophelia: Saving the Selves of Adolescent Girls came out in 1994, I was 16, and had recently passed through the early-adolescent crisis that Pipher’s book defined. Robert De Niro Just Fathered a Baby at 79. The Effect on My Finances Has Been Staggering. Nobody Who Read Her Could Possibly Think a Mom Had No Inner Life
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