The frist meeting I went to, I sat in my car and watched everyone else walk in. Then I drove home. I was upset with myself once I got home. So the next time, I made myself go in. Scary? YES! But I sat quietly during the meeting, cried for a good part of it. I was SOOO happy I went. I knew I was in the right place. I found people who "got" every crazy thing I had been through and done. I found hope.
You're going to do just fine.
