Sometimes I accept that
it's perfectly alright
to go through things on my own.
After all, no one was there
holding my hand,
helping me make a wreck of my life.
I feel it's important I find a way
to depend on myself
to pick up the pieces.
It's almost second nature to,
at all costs, avoid burdening
anyone else with my worries.
But at the end of the day,
it's heartening to know
that there are people who
are always there when
my energy levels run low
and they know I'm too stubborn
to admit I need a bit of help.
***edit***
I just want to say thanks to all of those
who cleared a path
when all I could do
is crawl through
the wreckage of my past,
who held me up
when I couldn't stand,
who loved me
when I couldn't love myself,
who valued my life
when it meant nothing to me at all
You guys know who you are
and you are the reason, I'm still here.
You all mean the world to me.
I fight this fight with myself daily. I don't want to need help. I most certainly don't want anyone else to know I need help. I don't want to burden the ones I care about.
ReplyDeleteBUT! I'm coming to realize that the people who care about me feel slighted when I don't come to them. The people who love you WANT to help, and it's not a burden. It makes them feel good. Just like you feel good when you can help someone else. (And I know you do)
You'll get out of it quicker and be back on the happy-happy if you let your support system do it's job. That's what friends are for, after all.
*smoochy*