The fear was quickly extinguished as I walked into a room with only candles for light and couldn’t see anyone. “Aahhhh, this feels safe,” I thought. About forty minutes later, I was asked to share and I spewed out tears with a brief description of why I was there. Then the lights came on, and not only could I see the names on the phone list they gave me but the faces. My fear was ignited — there was someone from the gym, from a place of worship, and a former co-worker. I swore I’d never go back to that meeting; in fact, I recall scurrying out of that meeting so fast so that none of the people I recognized could talk to me.