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Thursday, October 20, 2011

Needy.

I take pride in being independent. It's part of my identity, and dependence eats me alive. It makes me feel like I'm indebted to the person who helped me.


Harder than depending on someone else is having to ask for help--requesting that dependence. 

I want to be able to do this, but I can't. So I have to ask. And it makes my stomach turn.

4 comments:

Kimberly said...

I think you'll find that asking for help will free you of the notion that you're in this alone. I love you.

Lucy said...

I agree with Kim! Love you too, Sher!

Keri Sheckler said...

When I find myself in the same frame of mind, I try to be mindful of how I feel when others ask me for help. Respected, honored, joyful. Allow others to have the privilege of helping...it's a privilege.

Mark said...

I have the same thoughts as Keri... its a joy to be able to help others! It makes me feel like I'm considered a friend when someone asks me for help.

Stephanie