Love to help, but not get helped!

I love to help others. I used to do anything for anyone who asked for my help or worst I helped when I wasnt even asked! But, me, asking for help, I could never do that.

I was just too proud and ashamed to ask for help. I was so afraid of rejection, that I couldnt risk asking and getting rejected. Other times, I thought that if I didnt say I had a problem outloud may be, just may be, it would go away. I used to live in denial. After sometime, it just became such a habit that I forgot how to ask. I didnt want to seem weak.

At the end, not asking for help got me nowhere. We are sociable creatures. We need one and other. Never asking for help alienated me, made my problems worse and got me to seek ways to escape them.

Today I know that asking for help just makes my life so much simple and enjoyable. It does not mean that I need to ask help for every single thing. It means that I ask for help when I know I cannot do it on my own. Recognizing the difference takes time and patience.

To this day, it is still not easy to share my problems, but I take the leap. I trust the process and at the end I feel satisfied. Most of the time, problems dont get solved by sharing them; however, they lose the power they have over me. I learn to dettach from them and be able to think more objectively about them. And there are other times, when I am standing to close to see and a new pair of eyes help me.

At the end, is all about being yourself. Hiding problems made me wear masks. Masks are heavy and live us tired and drained. Masks dont let our light shine through.

Challenge of the day: Today I will be true about my problems. If I need help I will ask for it.