Just Ask

My greatest challenge was asking for help, and not just because of my pride. It sounds easy, and is probably smarter than what I went through to avoid doing it, as well as being less distressing. To be frank, I've always hated the very idea of needing help, but sometimes the bullet must be bitten and you have to ask, or suffer in silence. I would never admit this until I got desperate, even then begrudgingly, because having help seemed so weak and silly, especially when coupled with the thought that no one else was struggling.

Sure the whole thing sounds dumb now, but back then I couldn't help but feel like the fool when I asked for help with an issue, and it wasn't just at school either. At home I never tried to ask my parents, or older brother, to explain something I didn't understand and just tried to find the information myself. Granted being able to research something isn't back, but when you get to a point where you won't openly admit you need help when it's painstakingly obvious, you set yourself up to fall.

At one point someone close to me said this:
'Don't know will get you around the world, but don't care will get you nowhere.'

During the time when I finally came to admitting that yes, I did need someone's help, these words came to mind and at first it made no sense. I didn't know but I cared enough to try and figure things out for myself, however I wasn't caring enough to ask people who would obviously knew. I refused to simply pipe up and say 'I'm sorry but I understand', and I let my pride get the best of me, causing myself, my teachers and my family grief.

So the underlining moral is that when you are having trouble at school or at any time in your life and can't figure it out, maybe you need to ask for a little assistance. Sometimes those around you have been through the same things, or just simply have some ideas that you didn't, and can help solve the problem. And if that isn't the case then just remember that a problem shared is a halved, or that two heads are better than one.