Therapy and Making my first best friends. I gave up making friends a long time ago due to not fitting in and identity issues and only kept people around who I thought were useful in ways to move myself forward, or avoid particular situations like life was a big game of chess. I became a bottled up rock.
When I went to college. I was finally in a stable environment where I was able to grow normally, I went to therapy when I started experiencing problems expressing myself and dealing with small issues that made huge impacts. During the process, I made some life long friends. Only 2 people. But they're the best friends I've ever had.
I know this is a really general memory but to sum it up. The catharsis I felt when spilling out all of my frustrations, sadness and pent up feelings and crying eyes out, then seeing my friends and actually having fun with them is something I will never forget.
I feel like a caterpillar that couldn't turn into a butterfly but was finally able to, after finding the right environment.