I partied hard in 2017 at my friend’s birthday celebration. It was a house party and personally one of my favorite ways to have fun in my twenties. Fast forward to the party as people made their way and house filled with familiar faces I felt safe to relax and enjoy the night. Drinks were wildly available, everybody was drinking and laughs were heard all over the house with dancing music in the background. I’m assuming it was so much fun that somehow the party continued at a downtown Los Angeles club. Although I remember very little, I want to say we ended back at my friend’s house fairly quickly because by then we were all incredibly wasted. I called off work because, well, let’s just say drinking stopped at 4 o’clock in the morning.
If my mom heard me talking about how drunk I was that night I wouldn’t hear the end of it, but it was nice to have experienced a type of partying I never understood in people, and I get it. Good company, music, and tons of alcohol will get you trashed fast if you don’t watch the number of drinks. I Woke up at 1 PM the next day feeling terrible and dehydrated as hell. My drivers license was lost and a fashion accessory but the feeling of emptiness after the drinking high was over wasn’t an award last time I checked. For those that like to drink this much every weekend kudos to you. And if you wondered, that day was not the only time I had drank alcohol in my life but certainly the one time I had gotten this stupid drunk. Afterwards it seemed as a dumb idea that will turn you into that fool we’ve all seen at one point that thinks life is only pain and struggle which brings me to my next point: parties.
In all honesty I haven’t attended a party where you arrive and everyone is happy. From a female perspective every quinceanera, graduation, birthday, or wedding celebration I’ve gone to always has people staring at the person that takes care of their body in an envious way. Or the one that is wearing an ugly, short, tight, or the wrong outfit. I am figuring out that parties are not meant to socialize, meet, and greet new people instead eat like hungry beast, gossip, and go home with more bull shit as if it’s going to make you a better person. So, why are we spending our life’s savings to serve people who only come to look at how much progress their enemy made. Why are we allowing this amount of disrespect to the host and attendees by acting bashful and pretend that nobody has issues with someone at that gathering.
I don’t think anybody on the face of this earth would allow a hostile environment at home or workplace but it is normal practice at festivities. It is beyond me to see how people pass on hot coals to each other through body language and we keep organizing parties nobody fits in. I am not saying these types of functions should be eliminated completely but whenever I am invited to one I act with caution. I feel that if it isn’t going to bring you love and joy why attend them in the first place or do you not know what anger, vengeance, and hate does to your health. Yet, it doesn’t have to be that way because there are many ways to avoid these sour scenes if we think creatively and genuinely love each others company during these celebrations.