“Why Aren’t You Moving?!” She Screamed.

Anxiety and overwhelm in a downtown parking garage.

Photo by Manny Becerra on Unsplash

Philanthropy is so old. Older than the philanthropist who assumed I was poor today. We were in a downtown Austin parking garage, high off the fundraising event we just left. Sweating, in my Toyota Highlander, my heart was beating a mile a minute. I couldn’t tell if it was the exhaust from my car or the anxiety…