Our book club started as a way for four of us to discuss literature but it's become this space where we end up talking about our deepest fears and beliefs and one person seems uncomfortable with how personal it's gotten. I love what it's become but I think we need to acknowledge that we're doing something different than we originally intended.
More people experience this than they realize.
Groups often organically evolve beyond their original purpose, requiring explicit renegotiation of what everyone actually wants from being together.
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