As a child of 2 or 3, I exhibited a strong independent streak – my mother labeled me stubborn.
As a teen, I made a series of decisions that cemented me behaving as an independent creature. I’ve lived most of my life as a lone wolf – I’d flirt with packs, but I’m always reluctant reluctant to join.
I essentially said, ‘I don’t want your help.’
The past 6-8 years I’ve realized that not accepting the help of others is limiting my ability to offer help to others. I don’t get to give that I’m not willing to receive.
We’re all born with natural tendencies. We make decisions as children that limit us throughout our lives.
It’s never too late to change. Can you help me? I’m now ready to offer you my help.
Better to show up late to the party than skip it completely.