This morning I spent 2 1/2 hours answering my teammate's question, "So, how are you personally?”
She invited me to breakfast over the weekend after acknowledging that I seemed down lately. She wanted to help me with my writing goals. I suck at asking for help. I don’t want to burden people. I don’t want to be a nuisance. I want to come across as having my shit together.
I didn’t think I had so much pent up emotion, but at one point, with a bite-sized piece of sour dough bread pinched between my fingers, I couldn’t hold back tears anymore.
Sometimes I hide my hurt really well and sometimes, it leaks out over my vegetable hash.
I share this because I know I’m not the only one who feels like they need to be strong and independent and believe that asking for help is a sign of “weakness.” I know I’m not the only one who believes most people suck and don’t want to help.
Today was a reminder that there are people who randomly appear in your life who want to see you succeed and that it’s okay to be vulnerable with these folks. It’s okay to take their advice and listen to them and cry.
I tell you this so that the next time you’re faced with an unknown, give yourself permission to feel your emotions fully and to accept other people’s help. We don’t have to go through life alone.