Did it take having the worst hangover of my life back in April?
Was it the many nights at the Deluxx Fluxx looking stupid?
No parking?
The $15 drink?
The driving when you had no business?
The annoying men?
What was it?
Why did the party end at 25?
It’s true
It’s May 2026, and my 26th birthday is almost a month away.
And I have no desire to really party.
What’s a party?
Some would say grabbing a few drinks, dancing, maybe food? Or is that a barbecue?
Or is it the party decorations, birthday cake, and a lil bit of music?
Oh wait, or is it calling your home girls, getting dressed up, meeting up, pregaming, and going out?
Whatever it is, I am over it.
My party era has ended
And I am happy.
Was it the annoying friends? The bad men I met? Or the weird security guards?
Whatever it was, I got tired.
Every night we dropped almost $50, or $100 on parking, drinks, and random food at 12 a.m.
It was fun when I was 21, even 23, maybe even a bit of 24, but at 25… it took one weekend for me to realize, “this isn’t fun anymore.”
The long lines, the uncertainty of where we’re going, the dummy missions, no more.
I got tired of going to clubs and now meeting people WAY younger than me. It made me feel displaced.
Am I becoming stuck-up
No, I still like music, dancing, and maybe I will have a glass of wine once more in my life, but I got tired of partying.
Going to the club on a Friday night got played out. And the funny part is, they weren’t even CLUBS! It was the bars, the fictitious people, overpriced drinks, the annoyance of having to drive home, the people!
Am I becoming antisocial
Maybe people did get on my nerves one bar too many times. But I promise you, it wasn’t just the people, it was the atmosphere.
You get tired of being around drunk folks, acting a fool, or people just staring at you. Or seeing the same men every weekend do the same skit.
There’s no mystery anymore. It became less of an adventure, too much repetition and stupidity.
And yeah, I did get tired of paying $15 for every dang drink.
I could’ve got a bottle of wine and eaten my charcuterie at home.
So, my bar era has seized
Well, this wouldn’t be right if I didn’t say early April called me out of hibernation, and I went to Opening Day downtown and had a few drinks, but see it was different.
Day drinking.
Home by 7, type of vibe.
A little more mature, a little more intentional.
I haven’t been out since then, though. Every once in a while is fine for me. It’s not going to be consistent, though.
What you doing for the birthday
Going out is not on the list.
I don’t know yet, but it’s going to be something chill for the most part. I could spend my birthday at the park, and that would bring me joy.
A good ole picnic.
Well, a cute date night would be nice too.
Maybe I’ll get a lover as a birthday gift. He needs to come kinda soon though because yeah.
With love,
Chan