Helping, and accepting help
It makes me so happy to be able to help people.
Helping people in big ways, small ways, just that overwhelming feeling of knowing that I made a difference, big or small, its just an indescribable feeling.
I wish I could be one of the few who are able to work with people in say, a hospital, nursing home, or anything in the medical field, but I just can't. I'd get too attached to the person and it just wouldn't be a good situation. Plus, I'd always be worried I was hurting them in some way. I admire people in this field.
So why is it, that I love helping people so much, I am so unable to ask for help or accept help myself, without enormous feelings of guilt?
I like to feel like I can manage things on my own. I don't want to have to turn to someone and say:
I need some help.
Helping people in big ways, small ways, just that overwhelming feeling of knowing that I made a difference, big or small, its just an indescribable feeling.
I wish I could be one of the few who are able to work with people in say, a hospital, nursing home, or anything in the medical field, but I just can't. I'd get too attached to the person and it just wouldn't be a good situation. Plus, I'd always be worried I was hurting them in some way. I admire people in this field.
So why is it, that I love helping people so much, I am so unable to ask for help or accept help myself, without enormous feelings of guilt?
I like to feel like I can manage things on my own. I don't want to have to turn to someone and say:
I need some help.
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