Asking for Help. Or, Stuck on a Beach in a Foreign Country.



Weird picture, right? This is the front end of a car that I was driving on a deserted beach in Namibia last year. Clearly people had gone before me. Clearly it was manageable IF you had the right tools, in this case a four-wheel drive vehicle. I did not have the correct tools. So I was stuck. Like in all these cases, the harder I tried to get myself out, the more stuck I became. I was making the situation worse with my own struggles. The placement of the road meant no one could see me or hear me, so I felt so alone.

I finally sent a panicked plea to an outdoor adventure center that I had been to before and that I knew was fairly close. I begged them for help after explaining my situation. The very, very kind manager talked me out of my fear and sent her team out to rescue me. They showed up quickly and efficiently (after having a little chuckle at my expense) and saved the day.

I’m sure you can draw your own parallels to life here. But sometimes we need to ask for help. Sometimes we need to say “I can’t do this alone. I don’t have the tools, and I’m making this worse with my struggles.”

It is strength, not weakness, that allows us to see we need help. It is strength, not weakness, that allows us to ask for help. Don’t be afraid to reach out for help when you need it. Contacting a professional organizer, a therapist, a doctor, or even a friend shows strength.

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