Maybe I am hoping someone will just offer me the advice or help I am looking for. I will whine and some kind person will magically provide the prefect solution to my problem. It has happened. One day I whined on Facebook about wanting a soda and the world's best neighbor showed up at my door with a soda.
As connected as we are these days we seem to remain isolated. The problem obviously is not access. We are now more connected than ever, never mind the fragility with which those electrons hold us together. In my case at least the disconnect has to do with the idea that seeking help is a sign of weakness. If a person asks for help, whether it is physical or emotion then people will know they have weaknesses, and what they are. That makes one vulnerable. If you are open to help you are also open to hurt.
I know that this is ridiculous, but when has ridiculousness ever stopped me from doing anything. We all have our weaknesses. It could be ice cream, or the inability to say no. It could be that money stresses us out or that we are unable to submit to the responsibility of the life we have created. Maybe those are my weaknesses and I have to speak in the hypothetical to keep them at a distance.
Everyday I chip away a little bit of what I don't need. Today I don't need to be seen as a strong person (not that any of you think I am). I am a whole person with strengths and faults. You all knew that, but now I am ok with knowing that you know it.
