Was Help Actually Wanted?
I have been a helper and a fixer all my life. Whenever I saw someone who was hurting or who needed help in any way, I was quick to be there in whatever way I could. I offered help, advice, my shoulder, my time… whatever I could think of to lift another up and to provide the help that was so obviously needed… in my eyes. I never stopped to consider whether the person actually wanted help or fixing. That never occurred to me. In my mind, the person needed help, and I could provide it… or at the very least, show that I cared. That had to help, right? Wrong. I assumed that I knew what another needed and that I would come to the rescue. I was there to fill that need, to whatever extent I could. I recognize that my heart was in the right place, but my […]