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When I first heard the phrase, “But I’m too weak! I’ll never make it,” from Our Invitation to You, I translated it to something else in my mind: “But I’m too different! I’ll never be accepted.” I worried if I didn’t see other people like me in the meeting, then I couldn’t safely share about the details of my life. And I was pretty sure that if I couldn’t talk about what was going on with me, then I couldn’t get better. But I was desperate enough that I was willing to try anything, and I kept coming back to

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