March 1: Stress of the Day

One of the things that I hate most is asking people for money.  Even selling things completely upsets me.  Selling ads in yearbook every year was always the only thing keeping high school summer from perfection, and I fought selling those ads every step of the way.  

The college equivalent of that is now philanthropy. Back in the fall, we had an ADPi event to raise money for the Ronald MacDonald House where you could pie a girl in the face for $2. I couldn't even sell those 10 tickets.  I had to write a check and skimp on normal spending money for the rest of the month.  This happened again several weeks ago for our basketball tournament where I was supposed to sell tshirts.  I sold 2, bought 4.  Epic fail. I would rather do hours of community service than ask people to give me money, even when it's for a good cause.  

Today, this struggle of mine stressed me out literally all day long.  For an SGA program I'm in, we are supposed to get 5 people to pay $15 to participate in a walk for juvenile diabetes this Sunday. Great cause, but it doesn't make me my fear/struggle any less.  

Maybe as I get older, I'll learn how to feel comfortable selling things or asking people for money.  Maybe I'll just always lean more towards service than philanthropy.  As of right now, the lesson from this experience is yet to be learned, but I'm sure down the road I'll be able to look back and see a silver lining.  But for now, I'm content to give my own money rather than beg. #goingbrokefast