I turned 25 last week.
Sounds depressing tbh.
It was.
Refrain from being your usual prosaic self and just get hammered.
Agreed!
I disagree.
Get a bag and beat the fucking shit out of it (you need a good one), kick it into a rhythm you can keep up with, then keep kicking and punching it until you are near unconciousness with good feeling endorphins, then go jack yourself to sleep.
He needs a more social birthday I feel.
I doubt that either of us know him well enough to continue this discussion without his input, but if social shit doesn't work well, then building oneself to a pinnacle is often even better. I personally need both, but I am seldom willing to stop, even after I know I should not go any farther in either direction. I can always rest later and approaching exhaustion is always a license to sleep.
Getting drunk and/or being sociable don't make good celebrations for me. Unless I'm in a good mood before I start drinking, I just end up depressed/more depressed. I've also come to regret the vast majority of my social encounters, so I'd rather not add to the list of things that swirl around my head from time to time and make me feel shit about myself, plus I get really tired after being sociable, and not a good sort of tired; more a feel-like-crap tired that can last for a few days, depending on the event.
Avoiding people altogether and just doing things I'm interested in works for me some of the time, but it depends on how I feel, and often I run out of motivation and inspiration for my personal interests and get bored and depressed. The meds help me to keep myself busy and mentally active, but they have their limits and some days are going to be shitty whether or not I take them. Exercise works when I'm feeling angry, but my anger has mostly burned itself out and isn't the same constant driving force it was a few years ago. Exercise when I'm feeling shitty and down is a non-starter, since at those times I'm lacking motivation, my mind is fuzzy, my muscles are weak and uncoordinated and exercise just ends up making me feel nauseous and more tired and shitty.
So yeah, I get kind of stuck when it comes to figuring out how to celebrate things.