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The 9 stages of coming home for the Holidays as told by Buddy the Elf


Stage 1: The expectations


Stage 2: Sleeping.


Stage 3: Eating EVERYTHING




Stage 5: Getting drunk and seeing your high school ex


Stage 6: Getting drunk on Christmas


Stage 7: Getting drunk in the city for New Years Eve


Stage 8: Your family starts to drive you crazy


Stage 9: The night before you go back to school and realize you have to do your own laundry again



If alcohol labels told the truth.

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"If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them."

anonymous reader on The Dish

One of the more helpful and insightful things I’ve seen about depression/suicide in the last couple of days.

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"Stop referring to pizza as a “cheat meal”. That implies you are doing something wrong and there is nothing more right in the world than eating pizza"

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"Our culture has accepted two huge lies. The first is that if you disagree with someone’s lifestyle, you must fear or hate them. The second is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense. You don’t have to compromise convictions to be compassionate."

Rick Warren

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