Person believes that they can handle their strenuous partying but its taking a toll on their life. They wont admit yet that its getting to be "too much" mainly because they feel they need to prove that they can handle it - hence the suffering for an art and being a martyr. This persons bad habits are cyclical, "this time is the last time," and someone speaks out to tell them to stop - "you're not always right." They confront the person because they see how its stressing them out - this person tired of life and it seems they don't care if they die for or from it.