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At each meeting, they take donations to support the GA organization. It’s always made clear that no one should feel obligated to give and, yet, I always feel obligated to give. There have been many times when I truly didn’t have a dollar to give. Tonight is one of those nights.

I have the money in my allowance account on a card, but I don’t have any cash. I think part of my resistance to going to the meeting is not being able to plunk a dollar bill in the basket. That’s just dumb. No one cares if I do or don’t except me.

That’s a pretty common kind of thought in my head: “Everyone else is doing X but I can’t. What will they think of me?”

Bring on the stress. Bring on the anxiety. Bring on the fear.

Well, I’m taking my dollar-less ass to the meeting, anxiety be damned.

 
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