I was in a major bind yesterday. You know when you need a huge favor and you are at a total loss for finding someone to help you out?
Just when I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to do everything by myself….a friend called me out of the clear blue and offered to help me. Then this morning, I got another offer of help.
I really was at the end of my rope and somehow, it all fell into place. Yes, I know I am Blessed beyond belief and so grateful for both of my friends for helping me.
Some days, even I…Superwoman, feel like I am buried under so many things with no one to turn to. I hate asking for help. I hate bugging people. However, you have to ask to receive.
Yesterday, I encouraged young people to seek help when they need it. I struggled with doing just that my whole life. When you are the oldest child, in a home where your parents are divorcing….you don’t want to add to the stress.
I learned to internalize all of my personal issues. I never talked to anyone about them. I just dealt with it or kept it inside.
It took me many years to understand that I was just a kid. I needed direction. I should have talked to someone and forced them to deal with me. Because I was quiet, they always assumed that everything was okay. People are only human. They don’t read minds.
I still struggle with this issue. I am not a complainer and I view needing help sometimes as a sign of weakness. I know I shouldn’t but I do. I feel like I should be able to do everything. Can you say perfectionist? LOL
I am working on it everyday. I hope to raise children that will always be open about their issues and talk to Mr. 1969 and I if they need an opinion or face a challenge.
You could say I plan to grow up with my kids.
Have a great weekend.