The GenXstories project
What's this all about?
Hi. I'm Eve, a proud member of Generation X. You know, that (in)famously disaffected group who grew up in the 80's and 90's but actually ended up changing the world? At my 25th college reunion several years ago, it struck me how our time together as kids shaped the creative, innovative, and passionate people we became as adults, leaving our quirky GenX essence blissfully intact.
For the so-called "Slacker generation", I thought there was a story (or 65 million of them) there.
Is yours one of them?
GenXstories asks a single question: How did growing up Generation X influence you? I hope to publish your stories on this site and build a community of unique voices that have yet to be heard. GenXstories is a passion project in every sense and I hope you will trust me with your story.
Read on to learn more about GenXstories or share your story right now!
Share your story
We want to hear from YOU! You can share your stories in any form or medium. Write it, sing it, design it, film it - whatever captures who you are and what you want to say.
Who were we then?
Gen X’ers, born roughly between 1961-1981 (although no one can really agree on the dates), have been called many things as we came of age. Disengaged slackers. Latch-key kids. The “lost” generation. With our cynicial idealism on display in movies from Reality Bites to The Breakfast Club to Clerks to Fast Times at Ridgemont High, you'd think it was lucky we made it out of our formative years alive, let alone amount to much.
Like inventing search engines and smartphones. Or becoming our 44th President. #nbd
Growing up in the 80s & 90s, MTV was our mirror on pop culture, reflecting all the cool we yearned to manifest. We listened to Madonna & Michael Jackson through tinny Walkman headphones and made mixtapes along with questionable fashion choices. We transformed trips to the mall into a social revolution, left broken hearts on embarrassing answering machine tapes and secretly wished Duckie would ask us to prom. We even embraced our storied detachment for a time, although we knew it wasn’t really true.
Who are we now?
Firmly sandwiched in between Boomers and Millennials, Gen Xers have a surprising new label now: Middle aged. While I wondered how the hell that happened, I began to notice something else: All these think-pieces popping up about how the unsung legions of Generation X will save the world (or not) through business and technology.
But what about the personal stories of the real people we became?
That’s where you come in.
GenXstories has one mission - to celebrate your answers to this question: How did growing up GenX influence you? As a parent. As a professional. As a friend. As a boss. As an artist. As a partner. As a citizen. As a human. I'd love GenXstories to become community of unique voices that aren't getting written about in Slate or Fast Company. Yet.
You can submit your stories in any form or medium. Write it, sing it, design it, film it - whatever captures who you are and what you want to say. I plan to curate and publish your submissions on this site, highlighting your voices and insights at this shared turning point in our lives. If you’re not ready to share your GenXstory just yet, that’s cool. Feel free to reach out and say "Hi!" on the contact form, ask any questions or just follow us on Instagram or Twitter.
Your voice is powerful. Will you share it?
On Being a GenXer (in no particular order)
Owning My Freak Flag
Not Knowing from Adam: A Technological Fantasia
John Hughes, the voice of our generation?
Laughing our way through midlife (& the revolution)
Finding The Right Person (Generation X Turns 50)
What Makes Us Generation X?
Being Generation X is much more than loving 80's movies, owning retro toys and wishing you could forget your big hair. Did you know that only 40% of us are working in the career we intended when we entered the workforce? That GenX'ers currently make 31% the total US income, even though we only comprise 25% of the population? Or that 54% of us are frustrated that brands constantly ignore us? If you can remember what class you were in the day you watched the Challenger blow up on live TV, read on.