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Asking for Help

I don’t know if I’ve ever been good at it. I mean, as a kid of course. But as an adult, I’m not so sure. It’s not that I don’t ask for help because I want to muscle through things on my own; do it my way. No, it’s more that I don’t want to put anyone out; inconvenience, bother, encroach on others’ time and space. When helpful offers come, I’m swift to douse them in minimizing language and half-truths about how I’m just fine without the support. No, I’ve got this. It’s just a small thing. You’ve got so much going on's okay... I mean, that would be great but are you sure? I mean, I don’t want to trouble you… Oh my gosh thank you so much - but I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine