A win you can't share isn't a win. The people are the point, everything else is logistics.
Everything routes through the people for you. A job, a city, a Friday night — none of it means much without someone to share it with. You're the glue: the one who texts first, plans the thing, notices who's gone quiet. It's a quiet kind of power, holding a group together. The trade: when your whole compass points at other people, you can lose the reading on yourself. You'll keep a connection alive long past the point where it's still feeding you — because letting go feels like losing a part of who you are.
Get your read — free on iPhoneyou orbit the people because belonging once felt uncertain — so you became the one who makes sure no one ever feels on the outside the way you did.