One of the main ways I overcame most of my depression and found what I was looking for in life isn’t surprising: it’s gratitude. Gratitude for the good, gratitude for the bad, and gratitude for the okay-but-would-like-to-improve. However, there is something in my life that as I haven’t always appreciated enough, namely: friendship.
One of the things I am the very worst at in all of life, besides all of the things I haven’t tried, of course—and I’d even be better at some of those—is one of the most important, and it is this: making friends.
Maybe it’s because I’m Type A and a bit of a workaholic. Or maybe it’s because I tend toward introversion. Over the past year or so, though, I’ve been saying occasional affirmations for increased friendship, and last December, it finally began to happen.
I began to make new friends, and not just a few–a lot. I joined a couple of groups on meetup.com and was shocked to discover how many amazing, good, kind, intelligent people are out there.
And some of them even call you back.
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