So turns out my mate had a drinking problem. She was off the drink for 2 weeks until yesterday, when she saw me and one of her ex’s for the first time since xmas. Then she got ratarsed. And not knowing she had a problem until it was too late yesterday night, I let her.
So did all of her mates that actually lived in Brighton. Maybe she didn’t tell them but I find it unlikely; you don’t tell everyone you have a drinking problem (she recognises it) I suppose, but I still find it really really shocking that no-one there stopped her and were actually encouraging her like “yeah, you wanna split a pitcher? How about some wine?”
And then at the end, everyone walks off like everything’s fine and normal, completely ignoring the depressing stuff she’s saying and how she’s going to start drinking when she gets home and so on.
Which implies possibly:
1- This happens so often, people aren’t bothered anymore. Including the people that can get the N25 so don’t have to get the last bus, albeit spending and extra few quid.
2- Everyone thinks she’s going to be all fine and dandy in the morning. Which may or may not be, but doesn’t change the fact that - your entire remainder of student loan is going on the back payment of rent because you have no money and exhausted your overdraft, and you’re drinking practically every night unless you can help it.
3- they don’t actually recognise that she gets depressed every single night after most of her mates have left, and that that’s a problem.
I’m sure it’s really really tiring when you have to deal with someone like that everyday, rather than in the holidays. Hell, I know I’m going to be tired by the end of this week - she’ll have everyone out every day she’s not working because that’s how she copes - by pushing it away and distracting herself with her friends. But still - you can’t say someone drinks that much and gets themselves into that much debt over something like attention seeking or any other nonsense like it.
I also forgot that in Brighton, as well as being the Gay capital, which ok whatever have fun with that it doesn’t bother me, it’s also the “I’m paranoid you’re gay”-capital. Of course I’m going to try and steady someone that can’t walk in a straight line and is likely to walk into the road, stop looking at me like that you asswipes.
So anyway, out tonight; going to see if I can talk with her, get her out of this “I need to get pissed” attitude back to how she was for that two weeks, and join her in the not drinking so she’s not the only one in the group not getting wasted and I’m not the royal hypocrite saying “Don’t drink! *glug*”
Paulus you can get drunk if you want, I’ll pay for drinks, but I won’t be =P
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