Dreams of Cerulean: Today, I asked the bus driver a question
It actually saved me some time and trouble. I’m proud of myself.
You see, I’m usually the suffer in silence type. Since I was a child, as far back as I can remember, I’ve wanted to do things on my own. If something happened to me I kept it to myself. I never wanted to bother anyone or feel like anyone else had a hand in my success or failure. From falling into a ditch while riding my bike and spraining my arm and not telling my mother, to not asking for directions when I’ve ended up in damn near Albany riding the back roads. I don’t know whether it’s pride, the need to be autonomous, privacy, just being bull headed or all four of these things, but it has taken alot of falling on my face alone to realize that life doesn’t always have to be that way.
I’m learning that it is okay to ask for help.
I feel like this sometimes, I can totally relate!
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