I used to be top dog at planning and friend making.

If you knew me I knew at least 3 or 4 of your closest friends and maybe even family members.

So what happened when I moved home?

I was cut off from my community. I was put into a city where the people I had known had moved on and I was left cuddling with my cat and netflix every night. 

I honestly thought it would be easy as pie to make new friends. I told everyone when I left it would be fine and I wasn't worried about it. Find a church. Get plugged in. Make friends.

Well, life isn't so kind some times and sometimes you go a year and a half still with only a few friends....and those are either leaving or in the same boat as you.

So what's a girl to do? I've cried about it and I've cried about it to people! But other than flat out begging to be invited SOME WHERE just once....I'm still stuck with netflix and my cat.

I feel lonely and defeated. I love my family and my cat...but I NEED people. I attend 1-3 small groups a week, but that's hardly the companionship I'm yearning for.