omg this is so sad. This poor child. I can’t imagine feeling that sense of isolation and pain, not being able to articulate how that feels and not feeling like you have any options.

OH LARD I LOVE THAT TINY BABY PRINCE.

who else is way too high to deal with this

Two words: executive orders.

It is super telling about every single one of your privileges that you brush off his dangerous racism, misogyny, ableism, Islamophobia, xenophobia, love for murderous tyrants, and ignorance with a mere “...worse for some people, but calm your little heads”. Seriously? Get stuffed.

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WITH THIS GUY.

OMGGG NEVER LEAD SOMEONE TO YOUR HOUSE JFC

Great story! Thanks for sharing!

Am I allowed to have a second submission? This story was relayed to me by one of my best friends. Back in the late 70s, my friend’s mom was a student at UNC. She had a car on campus, and went home on the weekends fairly regularly. She lived in the country, so when she went home, her route was often unmarked pavements…

So ur with ur honey and yur making out wen the phone rigns. U anser it n the vioce is “wut r u doing wit my daughter?” U tell ur girl n she say “my dad is ded”. THEN WHO WAS PHONE?

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Alcohol is seriously one of the worst drugs ever.

Dave, thank you for doing this. From our conversations, I have a sense of how much time you spent on this. I believe your aim was true and your heart was pure. As I read this, I am both angry and sad. Sad for what happened to my friend. Angry that I only knew of her condition after she had passed, when it was too late…

A couple of years ago, I was on an online forum (out of respect for Jennifer it shall remain nameless) and received a note from a woman who sounded both witty and desperate. It was really sad. And then, out of nowhere, she sent me a note outing herself as Jennifer Frey. She referenced her time as a WaPo sports…

Thanks Dave. This is hands-down the most incredible article I’ve seen on Deadspin.

Thanks, Mr. McKenna, and thanks Deadspin, for this piece. This is what journalism aspires to do: Capture a slice of humanity in great detail so that we can reflect on our world, our culture, and our lives.

Having just spent last week at the hospital detoxing my dad, this is a depressing read. I’d like to think he might actually stop drinking this time, but it is so unlikely.

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