I have found it hard to make friends here. In the beginning it was difficult for me to open up and make friends, either when I was sad inside or just in general a shy person. I open up more with people I am comfortable with, so it’s hard for me to get out of my comfort zone and be outgoing. I also have the general impression that people don’t usually like me (which I have no idea where that came from) until they know a bit about me and then they would like me. I don’t think I’m a bad person.
So in the beginning, for a while, I always baked something or had food to share so that I could always share it. I would bake something every week not for me, but for the purpose of giving them to people. And this was how I made friends. I would give them food and my number. Almost like bribery. And that’s how it felt for a bit, until you get to talking and get to know them.
But that’s how I decided to make friends with the first batch. Then some friends I got because I went on a trip to England with them and that hooked me up with some more people.
Now I’m pretty happy with my friend situation. I have distinct groups and they’re all really sweet. But finding, being friends, that was hard for me to do.
I am really proud of myself that I did, and I kept bringing things and I put it upon myself to invite them out, to invite them over, to cook for them, and bake. But it was hard to do, to get out of my comfort zone and say hello.
So hello with a cookie seemed to be easier.