I’m so used to being kicked away when I ask for help now, that I can no longer ask for it! If anything was ever ‘offered’ in the past – time after time, it turned out to be an empty promise. I would have had better luck if I’d asked to be beaten up, or punched in the face. If that had happened, I would have had something to show for my trouble, (bruises!) instead of endless frustration, which eventually morphed into outright anger.
When this happens year after year to a person; never mind what the perceived need might have been, you end up having to let go and stop being so needy. Actually, it’s a strength if you can do that. You get extremely independent. But it can leave a person hollow inside. If ever I feel a perceived need now, and let too much slip during a conversation, I have to stop myself, and put the brakes on.
Earlier, someone I know well asked if I was in need of anything. My response was “No, I don’t need to steal from you!” It’s become my stock response. Yet, if I see someone else in trouble and I can offer help of any kind, I want to get stuck in!
Funny ole life, ain’t it.
The gospels are full of situations where people went to Jesus and asked to be healed of their trouble. I wish I knew how to be that humble.