There is a group that meets once a month on Monday night in Philadelphia. I had planned for days to go I packed a bag and snuck it out of the house(my wife would kill me if she found out). I told my wife I was going to watch the game with friends and drove to the meeting and sat in my car for 20 minutes trying to get up the nerve to dress and go in.
I finally just left and went to a local bar and had a couple drinks. I just couldn’t get the nerve to walk into a place not knowing anyone. I’m such a coward!