aleclair wrote:
I get what you are saying. The worst situation is when you know in advance that a social event will be miserable for you - in other words, nobody talks to you - but still go anyway. I imagine there would have been some point in my life where I would have gone to anything someone personally invited me to. Now, I'll only go if I know that there's some nonzero chance I will be accepted, or will be with good friends.
This is pretty much what happened. I knew that the party would be unpleasant for me. At the beginning of university, I would almost definitely have gone anyway and then been sad because I felt out of place and awkward all night. Now, though, I've decided that I rather prefer to spend time by myself. It's been kind of a nice revelation, actually: I don't need other people to feel happy or enjoy myself. I suppose I just felt strangely empowered by saying "no" to the invitation.
This was not a particularly close friend, as I mentioned. As a matter of fact, I imagine that most of my "close" friends are like me and wouldn't ever host a party anyway.
If they were to do such a thing, we'd
defintely not play charades.