I am buddy. 25 years old.
I always have trouble making myself go out to "party". I really like my solitude or just being in nature. Chaotic situations overwhelm me. I guess how I deal with ignorant people is to just see them as they are. People will change when they are ready. It is really hard to deal with especially since we can feel others emotions. I guess the best way is to ground for me, spend time alone to " recharge", and learn to see things as they are and sometimes that alone helps me not take on others energies so much that aren't needed or disperse them where needed.
I can relate to being hit on and feeling uncomfortable. I quit this job, thank goodness. This lady is so fine but she was married and spoke no English. I would try to speak Spanish but I couldn't understand her every word so it was hard to talk. One day she asked me to date her daughter and I said Id like to meet her. When I met her and had no interest... Now work is hella weird and she hit on me for two days straight kept asking to hang out right then and there. I was considered bad for rejecting her...but she's not my type.
One night in a bar Im wasted and this lady walks over talking to the guys Im with then drags me in. She followed me for the rest of the night.. I took her number to attend a house party but never sent a text
I used to get wasted so often. I was hanging with the wrong crowd now that I look back. They didn't like me much but they knew I attract the finest women and they are the biggest liars you could ever meet. I hung with them just to feel accepted. I don't drink as much as I used to, I can hold my own, but I go when in the mood..once every two or three months haha
Parties weren't a big deal. I got used to them after being dragged to them at Age 19.
You sound like a strong person, mentally, Id have to see a bicep to say physically haha.
I went through hell too. Not that long ago either. I kept saying to myself before it happened "something is going to happen. I feel Sorry for my future self because hell is going to break loose soon" and it did.. crashed my fast car at 100mph and my finger had a scratch that was 1-2cm deep. The day I got my car everyone distanced themselves from me. After they came back criticizing and saying they'd miss me. From that day I tore my heart in half and got rid of a lot of people that I was so close to. I am alone, and I do not care. I knew one day Id be all alone and a part of me looked forward to it. Everything is fine and the same people are repeating history. I have no interest in that at all.