I made a lot of friends when I moved here. It was really fun cuz we talked, smoking/drinking, played games and made a band, playing guitar and sharing songs - One guy had a laptop and a synthesizer. It eventually stopped after my mom fired some for not being responsible.

That wouldn't have happened if I didn't trip - Cuz it opened my mind and allowed me to talk to people (In high school, I ignored everyone, had no self-awareness and was horribly depressed).

I still talk to the first friend that I've met here - Really smart, weird, opinionated, hippie. He mentioned hanging out but I'd rather not cuz my mind doesn't really make sense anymore. He did a lot of hiking at the time but now goes on expeditions which I can't do.

Mostly after that, I hung around with my moms friends hiking, skiing, mountain biking.. But they're extremely dramatic with BPD and I decided that I wanted enough of the shallow, immature, alcoholic/cocaine use etc.. It was pretty horrible. I had to drug myself to tolerate their nonsense, toxic positivity, etc

I still go to coffee connections that was recommended by my therapist but rarely - But I'm an introvert so I never really cared for the activities and stuff idk.