tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021129.post3974239794020050022..comments2023-09-11T08:15:02.168-05:00Comments on Cool Zebras: Writing Vomit #3Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01979925607834752536noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28021129.post-82175897170659609252017-02-07T02:03:52.148-06:002017-02-07T02:03:52.148-06:00You are so right about accepting help being diffcu...You are so right about accepting help being diffcult. Sometimes it's not so much pride, but wanting to deny that anything is wrong in the first place. And then having to admit to oneself that you need help. <br /><br />My instance of accepting help was shortly after being diagnosed with MS. I didn't want to accept it. I didn't want to admit that it was affecting my ability to do so many things that I took for granted as being easy to do. Asking for and then accepting offered help was so hard. Besides the symptoms of the disease, I felt like I was a weak person and worried that others were judging me because I needed help. In the end, I was amazed at the help people so willingly and graciously gave me. I hope I thanked them all at the time. Deborahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04097122005811164651noreply@blogger.com