Virginia and My Conversion

Well I have realized that as a Muslim I have given a lot up for God's sake.
Recently I have been contemplating the fact of how many LESS friends I have since becoming a Muslim. Of course one would say that I actually have more friends now because the friends I have are real now, which of course is true in a way. But only people who have altered their lives drastically, and experienced the people lost in the process, can understand what I am feeling right now. Basically, I am spending more time alone now, than I ever have in my entire life. This is because I have simultaneously lost friends due to my conversion, weeded out some innappropriate ones, or just lost anything in common with the others. I am not unhappy with my decision in any way...I just wish that I wasn't having to deal with moving to a new state, and a new job, with less friends! I mean I am trying to get to know people here. People at my job are very nice...but none of them are Muslims. And I run into people every day that are curious about the ways of Islam, and how I became a Muslim and all of that. But I still have yet to figure out how to make friends. And I also wish that I had friends that understood the convert part of me, the American part, the part that had to give up things from her "previous" life. I feel that is a necessary bonding experience. Not to say that I could not be friends with a person who was born Muslim. I just feel, that because I have experience the "other" side of things, I have things in my heart that a person who has never been there, would never understand. I still struggle with certain things, and I am not even close to being the Muslimah I would like to be. I just wish I knew I wasn't alone, I wasn't the only new Muslimah, staring at her empty apartmnet walls, wondering what it would have been like to live a blind life, ignorant of the truth around her.