Admitting that you aren’t great at asking for help is brilliant. Admission is a good place to start.
Last September I admitted I was really struggling and needed help. Long story short: it had been a year of poop, sorry, adversity! I was struggling with the juggling. The upshot of the admission was I took – what I have now called – a semi-sabbatical (totally recommend by the way). I hated the day of admission. But the pain before that day was unbearable, all I could think about was , ‘I do this for a living! I help people not struggle. How can I be here? What would people think?’
What a big ego, huh?
It’s BS.
We. All. Need. Help.
From time to time.
In some areas of life.
We can sit with the pain of the shame, vulnerability, angst, and worry of what people may think. Or we can accept that others also struggle with this asking so deeply that in our admission we may encourage them to open with us also.
We are beautiful, amazing, full of creative potential humans, capable of great and amazing things, but we can’t always do it all alone. Sometimes we have to share more of the truth of who we are and what we are going through.
And sometimes that comes in the form of asking for help and support.
You are never more than a few words away from feeling more connected to others and the world.
PS: This post was originally one of the daily emails to participants of 100 Days to Done click here to find out more.
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