My post got eaten (hate that) try again.
Transition is an ideal time to start new stuff, join new clubs, amateur theater, art, anything you have an interest in. Lots of other lonely people there who want to meet interesting people. Everyone is lonely, our new lives are a time to face that and start a new life.
I hated it ( I loved hiding in my little shoebox, where I was safe), but I forced myself, and suddenly I had friends. People who wanted to meet me, they didn't care that I looked like a guy in a dress and a voice of a Liverpudlian fog horn. They wanted to meet other lonely people. They sure as hell met one. They opened to me and through my terrors I opened to them.
And now? I have friends that I trust, they know the raw me. The ones who wanted to be friends accepted me warts and all.
And I carry a sack full of warts.