If there’s one thing I’ve prided myself on…it’s being able to do things by myself. If my tire’s flat, I’ll change it myself. If I get lost, I’ll pull out my map and find the way myself. If something breaks, I’ll fix it myself. I don’t know where I first learned this habit, I think somewhere in elementary school. I was one of those students that caught on really quickly, especially with math. You only had to teach it to me once, and I had it. I liked the attention I got from being a quick learner. I liked the attention I got from being able to figure something out on my own. I think I got addicted to that feeling. I would never ask for help, I’d keep at it until I figured it out, and I usually always did. And then I’d sit back and enjoy all the praise I got for doing it by myself.

Then I grew up…lol. In college, I had the biggest wake up call of my life. I was no longer the quick learner. I was now the one that was lost in class. But, did I ask for help??? No. I looked at asking for help as a weakness. I continued this nasty habit for a long time, even though it was an evil form of self sabotage. And, this habit wasn’t just limited to school…this was a habit I carried out in all areas of my life. I never wanted to admit I didn’t know something, or couldn’t do something. I’d wait until I was desperate before admitting I needed help.

I’ve gotten a lot better at this, I’ve since learned that no man is an island and two heads are better than one, etc., etc. But there are still times when I recognize this evil habit is back at it again. I call it the Super Woman Syndrome. Once again, I find I pride myself in being able juggle and maintain a thousand things at once with no outside help and with no problem. I feel good sharing my superhero story with anyone that will listen. That is until everything begins to fall apart. Then, I’m forced to admit that I can’t do it all by myself and I’m forced to ask for help, and then I feel like I’m weak for having done so. I feel as if I’m admitting I have flaws and that I’m not perfect.

I realize, however, it doesn’t have to be that way. Asking for help is not a weakness, asking for help is actually a sign of intelligence…lol. NOT asking for help is a sign of weakness! I realize that I when I ask for help or delegate certain tasks, I free up a lot more time to give the important things more attention. I free up a lot more time to enjoy my life. I free up a lot more time to REST. When I ask for help, it just makes life easier and fun!

Asking for help forces me to get over my own insecurities. I’m reminded that I’m human and I make mistakes. I’m not perfect. Making mistakes or falling short is not a bad thing. That is the way that I learn, that is the way that I grow. And, if I try my best to avoid making a mistake or to be perfect, I’ll miss great opportunities to grow. Asking for help also helps in building relationships and strengthening them. When I ask for help, I’m letting someone know that I trust them. I’m also admitting to them that I’m not perfect and it puts them at ease to be themselves as well.

Admittedly, it’s hard…but I’m acknowledging here that I need help. I can’t do it all by myself. I don’t know everything. Sometimes I am wrong and sometimes I make mistakes. I am human…not a super hero…