Team Effort

Finding your footing in a social setting is hard enough at a teenager. Doing it with social anxiety elevates the difficulty by tenfold.

Now, as I sit in the apartment of one of my dearest friends, surrounded by other dear friends, I can't help but have one of those luckiest-girl-in-the-world realizations where I keep grinning like an idiot every time I think about the way that my life is going.

Yes, things aren't always perfect but I know that now I have people to catch me when I fall.

It may come in the form of something as simple as a steamed onion bagel with bacon and cream cheese (if you live in the Chi-town area, please go to the Chicago Bagel Authority right away and order the Five-O bagel) or it may come in the form of a long night of pep talks and reassurance that you are doing what is best regardless of that fact that it may be difficult and that makes them proud.

I admit, this may seem abstract for those of you that don't know the inner workings of my social life (or more so, my crazed mind), but try and apply it to your own life. Think of those luckiest-girl/guy-in-the-world moments and think of the people you associate most strongly with them. See that correlation and overlap?

That's friendship. That's your team.