It has a lot to do with my friends, however, but in the same way I choose not to compromise on how I feel I also choose not to compromise on who I spend my time with.
If somebody in my life does not believe in me, support me and, frankly, want to be as giddy as I am then I simply don’t have time for them.
I’m not being mean, I’m being happy, uncompromisingly happy. Part of that is to surround myself with people who get where I’m coming from, understand my faults and quirks and love me anyway.
It works both ways; my best mates (and husband) have all sorts of faults and quirks but it’s OK, I love them, I support them and that unconditional love is part of what makes us all happy.