Good morning.

I am 31 and I scrolled through the pics on facebook from ten years ago and looking at current pictures of people I have no or barely contact to these days and I gotta say I am glad I hopped off that boat a few years ago.

Most of the people I know and hang out with back then were in the “Turbojugend”, kind of a fanclub of Turbonegro and all they (and I) did was get wasted to punk music. Looking back it was fun and don’t regret my early 20s but I am so glad I am not that person anymore.

I still have contact to a few of them and most of them are now 35+ year olds and still drink, party the same way they(we) did ten years ago.

It seems like they are having a blast but I noticed nothing changed. They are the same people they were ten years ago. I noticed it this weekend when I decided to go out to party again and oh man it was enough. I left four hours into the party. Since I don’t think the whole experience was wack. Drunk people yelling in my ear “REMEMBER BACK THEN? THOSE WERE THE YEARS” etc. some dude licking my cheeks smelling like he puked 20 minutes ago (he did) and other people yelling they got erection (song from Turbonegro).

If I look at the pictures they post every weekend I see exhausted people and emptyness. It’s actually so sad… dunno I don’t want to shame them, they are enjoying their lives.

It’s just crazy what alcohol does and the thing is, in this group “Turbojugend” alcohol is so normal. It’s really crazy.

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    218 months ago

    I not only don’t like drinking myself because it tastes awful and makes me feel like shit, I don’t really like being around others who are drinking because drunk people are, at best, simply obnoxious and at worse straight up abusive. It’s hard to make friends with this stance since drinking is so fuckin’ normalized.

    • @Chai@lemmy.sdf.org
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      8 months ago

      I can understand this. I get weird looks and teased for declining drinks or admitting that alcohol taste bad to me - I can’t tolerate it, it’s bad for a medical condition of mine and I’m not going to pretend to be someone I’m not just to fit in (the compromise is me getting a soft drink or water while the others drink what they want).

      On the other had, I’ve had drunk family friends that were a pain to deal with, been cursed at by a drunken villager one time and had our property littered with beer bottles and other trash when they’ve been parties in our area.