Accepting I am a bit weird.
Before, being true to myself and staying real was never an option. I was always pretending to be the person I perceived others thought I should be and then trying to maintain that facade.
I have true friends now, you know who you are, a lot being the same group as Cantleave mentioned and none of them push me to do more than I can or be who I am not.
My answer is friends.......and hedgehogs and my dog.