I haven't been to a club in a long time, but I am quite confident that if there's a hell for me, it's being forced to be in a club+rave for eternity. I've never done any kind of "party drug" [1], and I think that party drugs have to be a requirement for me to enjoy something like that (at least for someone as awkward as me). Repetitive music that's so loud it hurts, not being able to talk to people, close contact to…
> people like me who are finally being honest with themselves and acknowledging that they don't actually enjoy the entire club scene. What was it that was keeping you from being honest with yourself about that? I figured out pretty quickly that the whole club/dance/nightlife scene was just not compatible with my particular personality and haven't had any trouble simply avoiding it.
I have some friends who have stopped going, and while they won't come out an admit it, I think they were lying to themselves about enjoying it. I kind of got the impression that nothing about them "changed" to where they don't enjoy it anymore, just that they finally realized that they're not "missing something", and that they simply don't enjoy it.
Closest personal analog I can think of: It took me about ten years to realize that I don't actually enjoy living in NYC, and that I never enjoyed it. I had been trying to convince myself that it was fun, and I don't think I ever actually liked living here.
ETA:
I forgot to actually state my main point.
I think a lot of people want to like going to clubs, because their friends say they like going. I have some friends that I think actually enjoy it (though they always took a drug before going), and the few times I've gone I've tried my best to keep an open mind.