Babysitting

The other night my friend invited me to hang out + drink alcohol with other people. Because we are the best of buds I said OK. I don’t really have a relationship with alcohol apart from enjoying a glass of rosé now and then. The interval between now and then is very long. I dislike drinking in public now that I am older and have developed my prefrontal cortex. Actually. I dislike doing anything outside of my house and would prefer to be indoors unless I feel sluggish. Then yes, I would like some sunshine. Just what the doctor ordered!

So because of the casualness of this whole thing, this person brought that person and a friend of a friend came along so it became a party of 12 or 13 easily. I hadn’t stopped to count.

It started raining around 2am. I was getting ready to leave. A girl asked if I could accompany her to the ladies inside the mall. I said OK. She had some to drink (they were drinking whiskey mixed with some cola) and before I knew it she was crying about how sucky her life was or is is it is or was and I was just O_O. I’m not good at giving words of encouragement to practical strangers and after that trip to the loo it became a counseling session outside. I hate this sort of thing! I am private about my struggles and while I don’t need people to be like me I just can’t. It’s not about being emotionally immature. 1) I don’t know you! 2) Some stuff that happened in this person’s life were.. mistakes she made but they’re not as bad even though some were of course irreversible. 3) I should have been an engineer because I always want to solve problems but most people just want to talk about what makes them sad or angry. They don’t want solutions..The default I do in situations like this would be to just let them talk. Occasionally I add a hmm to signal I am listening.

Anyway the drunk emo thing happened from 2 to perhaps 6am. I don’t regret going but I have told my friend who invited me we should not invite this person anymore. It’s not to be a heartless dick. I have outgrown this shit and I don’t want to babysit a grown adult.