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Brett Hayhoe wrote this book because the alternative—another wellness guide telling you to “reach out” and “be vulnerable”—made him want to throw a plate at the wall. He wanted something that told the truth about aging alone, about the absurdity of silent friends, and about the strange, deviant joy of celebrating yourself before anyone else gets the chance. If this book arrives in your hands and you are still waiting for your own guests to arrive, Brett hopes you will pour yourself a drink, skip to chapter one, and laugh. Loudly. Possibly at him.