I couldn ' t do it guys . I just couldn ' t . My boyfriend is at his family ' s for thanksgiving and I was supposed to go to my grandmother ' s to see my family . Well , got the word a few days ago my baby crazy Mormon aunt who almost died in child birth , twice who has diabetes and my other aunt who ' s an alcoholic full of fatlogic are visiting from Utah . I noped the fuck outta that situation and saved myself hours of ' God why are you so skinny , eat a roll ' ' when are you going to have kids yet , I mean you are 25 already and when I was your age I had two toddlers ' ' you know so long as I plan to add an extra bolust of insulin to my pump I can have as much pie as I want ! ' and then the raucous yelling from my drunk at as she fights for the last of the stuffing with my uncles . I can ' t handle watching people eat very vigorously , it kind of disgusts me and makes it impossible for me to eat . Every year there ' s some sort of food gorging contest and I decided 25 years of watching people stuff themselves was enough . I decided to spend the day running , leisurely doing homework and watching stand up . I made a Thanksgiving lunch for my pug and drank a shot of whiskey . It ' s been much better than the other option . Also , it ' s flooding where I live so I would have been trapped all night . No thanks . Not enough adult cider in the world can help that .