Daily Prompt: Is it easy for you to ask for help when you need it, or do you prefer to rely only on yourself? Why?
Most people view me as a strong person because I do have a strong personality. The two, however, don’t equate to the same kind of strength. The former is someone who can face any challenge or withstand any trial and still remain standing tall. The latter is someone outspoken, assertive, confident (sometimes overly) and at worst, pushy. I know I’m all of that and I have never apologized for being who I am.
I’ve had my share of ups and downs with the “downs” driving me to what seemed like a freefall that had no ending in sight. In some ways, I’m still in one — but I’ve learned to just go with the flow, hoping things will fall into place eventually.
I try to be helpful when people come to me for assistance — in whichever way I can. I know I listen well. But when I am caught between the proverbial rock and a hard place, I don’t hesitate to ask for help. I’ve always told my siblings, we are blessed in that no matter what challenges we face, we have always been able to find a means to overcome.
I have been blessed with friends who are equally if not even more selfless — and I have always believed in the power of prayer. At my worst, I had sought out friends to say a prayer for me, believing in what I had been taught since childhood about the power of prayer. I have never been one to bottle it all up inside. So yes, I do ask for help when I need it.
Even the strongest among us will eventually need another’s assistance, but sometimes pride gets in the way. Those who know when to ask for help instead of playing the hero or martyr are not any less stronger than those who take on the whole world. On the contrary, I believe it takes more guts and strength of character to ask for help when one needs it.
Yes, I know when to ask for help, and I do ask knowing that I will not always get the assistance I asked for. I always say, the worst that can happen is someone says no. Then I move on.
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