Why is it so hard to ask for help? Does anyone else struggle with this? It’s as if I can’t get past this part of a certain song by the Beatles:
When I was younger
So much younger than today
I never needed anybody’s help in any way
But now those days are gone
And I’m not so self-assured
Now I find I’ve changed my mind
I’ve opened up the doors.
I’m sure you are singing along with the rest of the lyrics now. My problem is that I may have opened up the doors but I’m still not sharing why or asking for what I need.
Asking can certainly be scary.
Most of my fears are pretty irrational. Really, the worst thing that could happen is that I won’t get the help I am requesting.
Sometimes it’s hard to ask for help because we want things done our way exactly and no other way will do. Dishwasher re-arrangers of the world unite! However, it is okay to let someone else do things their way. Done is still done.
Sometimes it is about the guilt. I don’t feel it is fair to ask for assistance with a big project or mess that I made on my own. While I usually don’t hesitate to help someone else out of a jam, I struggle to accept likewise help if I’m the one in need.
Sometimes it is about that foolish pride. Okay, often it is about that stuff. I don’t want to admit that I can not do it by myself. I’m like a rebellious two-year old child “No! I do it!” Of course, the problem here is that I’m a few years older (indeed!) than two and I often need that help which my pride when my pride is refusing to do so much as ask for it.
What happens when we give into those irrational fears, quirks, and prideful feelings? We end up with a mess of unfinished projects that often spiral out of control. It would have been so much easier in the beginning to simply ask for help with a few of them.
Help me out and leave a comment letting me know if asking for assistance is hard for you as well.