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I tell myself the story that I am alone, and we were never meant to do this life thing alone. I tell myself that I don’t know who to ask for help or even how to ask. I tell myself that everyone is too busy for me and it’s too hard to manage schedules.

Sometimes these things can be true.

And...

Sometimes I allow them to be true by letting myself sit in the narrative without questioning it.

And...

I’m just learning how to balance limiting beliefs without turning it into toxic positivity.

I appreciate this reminder 😊

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Thank you for sharing. I think so many of us are or have been in this state. We are hard-wired for connection and yet our Western societies try to interrupt this instinct and tell us that self-sufficiency is the ultimate goal.

I'm used to being the helper so asking for help feels especially vulnerable, especially when there's a possibility of the answer being "no."

All I can say is that it's a practice and I believe in the reciprocity of the Universe. If there's anything I can do for you and your family, please do let me know. Mama to mama, we are in this together.

All my love.

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