Depth and vulnerability

In 93 days, my tenure as a resident of Fort Worth, Texas will come to an end.  Reflecting on my time in this city, I must say many goals except one have been accomplished.  The one which did not materialize was probably the one which counted most.  This is the absolute void of meaningful and deeply enriching relationships.  Certainly I have a somewhat adequate support base and circle of friends, but what I am sorely missing and yearn for is the depth of relationship I had when living in such places as Houston or Victoria.  What is the missing link or key to open up a wealth of personally enriching and mutually beneficial world of relationships?  Is there any investment of effort I am lacking in placing forward?  To become a miserable failure in this personal arena isn't for a lack of effort on my part.  Many times I availed myself, almost to the point of tears, for someone (anyone) to invite me as part of a larger group to participate in whatever activity may be at hand.  Is Fort Worth a good-old-boy town?  Am I not a good-old-boy?  Must I remain an outsider in a city I have been a citizen of for the previous four years?  Out of fairness to the City of Fort Worth and for those who call the city home, I must say my experience here hasn't been all bad.  Four years ago I made an exodus out of a toxic environment to the Metroplex.  In the interim, I have accomplished quite a bit.  First, I remained strong and solid in my sobriety, physical and emotional.  Then I secured employment and began to slowly piece my life back together.  Shortly afterward, I realized a childhood dream of attending college by becoming a student of Tarrant County College.  There are too many other accomplishments to list; however, what does all this mean without someone or a solid group of friends to share this with.  Until my move, I will continue to remain alert for my opportunity to form a meaningful relationship of substance and depth.  Don't give up.