Well I attended my 3rd meetup last night with about 15 people for a night out. I was dancing my back off all night on the dancefloor & even put the more reserved people in the group to shame with my confidence!. The group organiser even said she's surprised how I've come out of my shell as I was quiet on the last 2 meetups. She's really lovely & even bought me a sambooka. We got on well & she hugged me before the group departed after 2am. I'd love to have someone in my life like that. She's so lovely and has an amazing zest for life.
I'm glad I stuck with the group as I now feel a sense of belonging after last night. I surprise a lot of people on a night out with my confidence which is in stark contrast to how I am at home. I had 5 half lagers, 1 half cider & a sambooka. I felt really depressed later on but without that dutch courage I would never have had such an amazing night on the dancefloor. I finished the night on a low with my cousin who is a dick head. He doesn't stfu about how no one messes with him & belittled how slim I am. I loved my night with the group & its typical of that arse hole to bring me down
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