“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”
1. My Writer’s Group
Ever since my induction into the group in early 2012, this group has been a foundation for my life in LA. When I felt like I didn’t have friends, when I was depressed, feeling creatively stunted, or just lonely, this group and the people in it always gave me a reason to smile. When I had no one else in LA, the group made me feel like I was a part of something, like I was connected to something bigger than myself, and I am so thankful for that feeling because it motivated me to always come back to myself and remember why I came to LA in the first place.
2. My Friends
This year I fell out of touch with someone that was a huge part of my life. And what’s crazy, is that the same exact day that our friendship ended, was the same day I was introduced to Jon and Steven, and consequently a whole slew of new friends in LA that have been a huge part in helping cultivate my happiness this year. I feel happier than I’ve ever felt in Los Angeles and I know it’s because of these friends who have become like a little West Coast family to me. I feel like I’m part of something and it means the world.
Sometimes when you meet certain people, you just click. That’s what happened with Adam and I. Aside from being one of the most genuine people you could ever meet, he’s someone who I trust implicitly, which is a really hard quality to find in city as fake as LA can be. I’ve never felt so comfortable with someone in such a short amount of time, which I think speaks volumes. Whether we’re going out or just hanging at home, his company is one I’ve come to truly appreciate. AND he met me when my foot was broken and he still wanted to hang, so I know he’s the real deal.
You know when you take your baby blanket to college with you, but hide it under your pillow so none of your new friends can see? No? Was that just me? This girl is like my little piece of home, my security blanket, if you will, that followed me to LA. Having gone through a wild ride in college together, having my only friend from back East actually relocate to LA has been such a comfort and blessing. I can go weeks without seeing her and it’s like we’re naive, bubbly college freshman again, always up for a fun adventure when we reunite. She’s lively, she’s spirited, and when you’re with her, there’s never a dull moment.
My life changed a lot this year, obviously, for a million reasons. One of the biggest was a relocation to a new house and a roommate. Jake is just about the most enthusiastic person I know. He has non-stop energy and a truly positive outlook on life in general, which I love being surrounded by & he’s made me feel even more confident in myself. We have fun roommate conversations and I feel like I’ve made a really special friend who I can talk to about anything, which also is amazing for me because I love talking about my feelings (probably too much. Sorry Jake)