I love those times when I can just leave mental health and it's management behind for a moment and just enjoy life. I had this for the past two nights and have appreciated it so much. Last night a BBQ and tonight a dinner. I'm so lucky that these people have adopted me in my new city, to which I moved to just a year ago, knowing no one and not being able to work. My pdoc tells me that they obviously enjoy me and I don't have to feel weird about being safe, accepted and being treated with respect. Of course trust isn't my strong point so I'm not rushing in to be best buddies with them but I also reciprocate their friendship and generosity in any way I can. I do find it difficult to socialise but I do it anyway and it is very rewarding. Being on the periphery of this group is one of the nicest, most normal parts of my life. Even in the middle of depressive episodes, we can still make the most of life and be grateful for what we do have .