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Binge introduction GO AHEAD, BINGE. I'm not saying go out and snort a bunch of cocaine or do anything that's going to seriously put you or the people around you in danger, obviously. Binge on the things that bring fulfillment and happiness and satisfaction and make you feel alive. Binge on people who fascinate you and love that wakes you up from monotony. Binge on exploring, both your hometown and the farthest continent. Binge on the time you spend bettering yourself and petting dogs. Binge on picking your grandma's brain and learning the story of the time she got catfished. Binge on giving, in all senses. Binge on indulging. We're told every day from an early age that moderation is key. Count your calories, wait a while before you tell someone you love them, and remember that balance is the path to happiness. While all of those are great in theory, does a lesson taught from someone else's mistakes resonate just as deeply as the ones you learn yourself? When you binge, you find your own boundaries. Even if I spend every waking moment attempting to keep my life in balance, I'm going to fuck up. Having already fucked up quite a few times in my life, and having lived to tell the tale, I don't regret any of it. I've binged plenty of times in my life, sometimes for better, sometimes for worse. Regardless, I indulged. This collection is the result. Excerpted from Binge by Tyler Oakley All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.