LogFAQs > #955747827

2011, by far. Really incredible year with a bunch of fond memories with my friends, first serious relationship, and just everything. I'd started branching out in terms of taste in media and was constantly finding new things to enjoy. Wasn't a whole lot of drama or stupid crap going on and politics were still a joke to me. Even though I was 23, it feels, in a lot of ways, like the last year I was really a care-free "kid."

One of my good friends died the first week of January 2012. It was the first huge death I ever experienced. I'd had acquaintances and random family members/friends of the family die but never anyone I was seeing nearly every day, and not someone I had seen hours before they died.

It was a pretty abrupt end to my youth, especially because irresponsible partying (my favorite thing for many years before and after he died) is what did him in. All my poor decisions, negative actions, and inaction really started to get to me. I'd already dealt with depression and shit for a very long time by that point but that changed everything. That death is a clear delineation between being apathetic but able to consistently find joy in lots of places and actively hating life, the world, and myself with increasing dependence on alcohol and other forms of unhealthy escape just to get to another day. My youth was over but I regrettably didn't grow up, I just checked out and things got progressively worse until I almost ended up like him.

I thought the following years made it seem better than it really was but when I reminisce with friends, it's unanimously agreed to have objectively been a pretty fucking fantastic year. The crap after just make it shines that much brighter.

Honorable mention to 2013 and 2015 though. 2015 was pretty rad but that's also when my alcoholism reached a tipping point and it's hard to look back on it too fondly knowing what it was setting me up for down the road.


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