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I'm one of those assholes who loves their family but lives a continent away from them (Immigrant Chic, at its finest) and can't afford to fucking fly back to Peru every year during the most expensive time to book a flight, so I too have spent many Christmases alone (cause GOD, I WILL NOT SUFFER CHRISTMASES WITH FAMILIES OTHER THAN MY OWN, HOLY HELL) and...like, they're fine. Get yourself some bougie ass meal or whatever junk food your heart desires, indulge in all the movies, and it'll be ok. Thanks for writing this!

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