Recently I was trying to juggle several things that really required two pairs of hands. Of course I wrestled with it for a while before I admitted that I needed help. And it reminded me of all the time I spent struggling with ME/CFS in solitude. Some of it was pride – the type A ‘I can do it all’ scenario. Some of it was reluctance – not knowing if I would get a supportive response. And some of it was not wanting to share all the painful, frustrating details of ME/CFS. We tend to be private people and revealing ourselves can make us feel vulnerable and exposed.
For me, I finally had to admit that I needed help as I struggled with ME/CFS. And that required not only a willing and compassionate helper, but it also required that I get off my ‘I can do it’ pedestal and be willing to reveal a Martha who was not in control and on top of things. I needed to be ready to show weakness and not be ashamed or feel belittled. It’s a huge step for some of us.
But I couldn’t avoid the reality that I needed help. So I had to accept the need to reveal myself – and all my blemishes – and get up my courage to ask for help. It resulted in some half hearted maybes which never materialized, several uncomfortable nos, and blessedly a few compassionate yeses. And that was all I needed.
Do you have trouble asking for help? How do you set aside your pride and privacy in order to get help? Please COMMENT or Send in your thoughts and I’ll post them. You can use the Contact Form or send an email to Martha at DefeatCFS dot net.
Look for a weekly posting on Tuesdays. And consider being part of the conversation.
Be Well Again and Happy July 4th!
Martha
For me, I finally had to admit that I needed help as I struggled with ME/CFS. And that required not only a willing and compassionate helper, but it also required that I get off my ‘I can do it’ pedestal and be willing to reveal a Martha who was not in control and on top of things. I needed to be ready to show weakness and not be ashamed or feel belittled. It’s a huge step for some of us.
But I couldn’t avoid the reality that I needed help. So I had to accept the need to reveal myself – and all my blemishes – and get up my courage to ask for help. It resulted in some half hearted maybes which never materialized, several uncomfortable nos, and blessedly a few compassionate yeses. And that was all I needed.
Do you have trouble asking for help? How do you set aside your pride and privacy in order to get help? Please COMMENT or Send in your thoughts and I’ll post them. You can use the Contact Form or send an email to Martha at DefeatCFS dot net.
Look for a weekly posting on Tuesdays. And consider being part of the conversation.
Be Well Again and Happy July 4th!
Martha
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