It is a hard night for me over the years, & the funny thing is that in periods that I have been drinking I never-ever had a really kick-ass NYE. So it's not even a memory that I pine for, it's a complex fantasy based on movies & commercials... In real life, it's a bunch of folks getting sloppy drunk & lots of alcohol related car accidents...
I've come to some compromise, because I find if I'm locked in my house entirely I feel remote. Tonight I'm going to a fancy potluck (& I know I can handle a dinner party, even if others drink). Then I'll be home & in my jammies by 10ish, safe & sound. Cuddle the pup (who needs me, because he's scared of fireworks).
I'm working on doing "special things" on holidays, but exiting way before the real chaos revelry begins (that's how I did Christmas, too).
I liked Delilah's post - tomorrow is the real holiday! The first day of forever, & you can wake to it with joy & confidence in self!