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Rites of passage
When I think of rites of passage one event that stands out the most is the first time I got drunk. Since then drinking has certainly weaseled itself into my life in a big way. I grew up in Brooklyn so I would like to think my first time drinking would have been something cool, like sneaking into a dirty dive bar or secretly sipping cheap wine at a gallery opening while my mom wasn’t looking. The first time I actually drank alcohol I was about five. My father dragged me to a bar and somehow managed to convince the bar tender it was ok to give a five year old in Aladdin pajamas a glass of baileys. But this was normal behavior for our father daughter ‘bonding’ time and never really stood out to me. The first time I got drunk however, I was sat in my parents basement with a few friends pretending to do laundry. We had just found out that a group of girls in our grade had gotten “drunk” the previous weekend and as it was the talk of the school we decided to give it a shot. That first sip of Bacardi was literally the worst thing I had ever experienced in my life and I was genuinely confused why my parents liked drinking so much. About half and hour later it clicked. I don’t even think I was actually that drunk as I had only taken two or three shots. But I was twelve and felt cool and rebellious. I knew what people acted like when they had been drinking, I had seen it a lot growing up. So we went with it. We laughed and swayed and wasted half a bottle of listerine on making sure my mom and step dad wouldn’t know what we had been up to. So no, this wasn’t the most exciting event ever. Sitting next to the dryer chasing an old bottle of Bacardi my friend and I had managed to find among the rest of the clutter ,with the orange juice my mother had no doubt bought for me to drink before school. I hate that this day had such a big influence on my identity because there is a lot more to me then drinking , but from my tween days in the basement or sat on park benches drinking alcohol we had stolen from our parents liquor cabinets, to being in my twenties and having my first “WHERE THE FUCK AM I?” moment upon waking up in a strange location, that one rainy day next to the dryer initiated me into the world of bad decisions and hangovers.
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Aurélien Arbet and Jérémie Egry, I would prefer not to (2005)

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Dear 2013 here is a list of things we should stop.
1. Let's not see anymore of Miley Cyrus's tongue
2. Let's stop twering
3. No more skol
4. Cher's "comeback" needs to stop
5. Let's stop playing blurred lines it's shit
6. Same goes for get lucky
7. Mirror pics. Front phone cameras were put there for a reason
8. COMME des FUCKDOWN hats need to go away
9. No more cover photos of yourself
10. Molly has been around for a hot second just because Rick Ross started doing it doesn't mean you should. I don't want to hear about how much you value our friendship when we've met all of 3 times
Sincerely,
Jael
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“After a few months in my parents’ basement, I took an apartment near the state university, where I discovered both crystal methamphetamine and conceptual art. Either one of these things are dangerous, but in combination they have the potential to destroy entire civilizations. ”
-David Sedaris
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I was sent to one of these programs when i was 14 and it was terrible. Spread awareness these treatment centers are the fucking devil.

Teens Are Trapped in Abusive, Cult-Like ‘Drug Rehab Centers’
If you like Army Wives, Preachers’ Daughters, Dance Moms, or any other TV show attempting to create a taxonomy of women based on the professions of their husbands, fathers, and children, then you may well have caught an episode of Teen Trouble. It’s a reality TV show on the Lifetime network where a guy named Josh Shipp sends “at-risk teens” to “alternative rehab centers,” where they’re forced to endure emotional and physical abuse before being allowed to rejoin society.
Shipp is your classic Jerry Springer brand of therapist—no real qualifications, a huge ego, and a penchant for money and entertaining TV over science and genuine psychology. “I’m a teen behavior specialist,” he says in the intro. “My approach is gritty, gutsy, and in your face.”
But the show is a lot grittier than you might expect from that typical teleprompter spiel. The unregulated “troubled teen” industry is able to persist despite numerous allegations of physical and sexual abuse,torture, and death at various institutions, and Shipp is exploiting that same system for monetary gain. Even when they aren’t abusive and/or deadly, the pseudoscientific practices used at “tough love boarding schools” have often proven to be ineffective and can lead to PTSD, anxiety, depression, and drug addiction. Maia Szalavitz, author of Help at Any Cost: How the Troubled-Teen Industry Cons Parents and Hurts Kids, told me about some of the horror stories her own research uncovered.
“The classic list is food deprivation, sleep deprivation, public humiliation, beatings, and denial of access to the bathroom to the point where you wet or soil yourself. But I’m also constantly hearing stories of people being forced to re-enact various traumas, like being raped,” she told me.
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