I need a lot of help. With so many things. Why is it so hard to ask? Why is there shame in asking for help, in admitting you need it?
I don’t know. I know that Jamie’s wish prompt for this week had me stumped. So here it is, the biggest, ugliest thing I have – the thing that needs the most help, right today:
I am wishing for better words. I need to learn how to communicate lovingly. I need to dig under all the caught-in-the-moment emotions and find my truth. Then I need to step above my anger and my hurt and share the truths hidden amongst them.
And I need help knowing when it’s my turn to shut up and listen.
Actually, that would be a good place to start.
I am wishing for help to listen well, and help to share my truth with love.