Asking For Help
Asking for help
Something so simple
But so hard
I’ve never liked the phrase a cry for help
It makes it sound like you need pity
But when you’re struggling with things mentally
Whether its depression
Bipolar
PTSD
Anxiety or anything else
The last thing I feel for anyone is pity
You don’t need pity
And you almost certainly don’t want it
When we struggle with these things sometimes its years before we ever want to seek help
You don’t need pity
You’ve fought a long hard battle
Against yourself against these thoughts in your mind
That you never asked for that you hate
That beat you down and beat you up
Voices and thoughts in your mind
That call you a failure
Call you stupid
Tell you you’re worthless
That you don’t deserve love or happiness
Or anything else
To ask for help
To reach out and say that you need it
That you want it
It’s not helplessness
It’s not cowardice
Its strength and bravery
Its admitting to yourself and the world
That you’re tired of fighting on your own
That you need help
To borrow something, I read online years ago
That has always helped me
“How is that helpless? I think that’s incredible. You’re like a Marine that’s been trapped behind enemy lines, You’ve lost your gun, You’re out of ammo. You’re malnourished and you’ve probably caught some virus that’s making you hallucinate giant spiders the size of cars. And still you’re out there fighting miles behind enemy lines. Years since you’ve seen a friendly face. Just saying GIVE ME A STICK! I’m not giving up out here. I’m not dying out here! “A cry for help” makes it sound like I’m supposed to pity you. But you don’t need pity. Asking for help is the will to survive. The will that’s kept you alive and going through all of this. It’s the reason Humans are the dominate species on the planet. WITH NO HOPE RUNNING ON NOTHING You’re still ready to cut through a thousand miles of jungle with nothing but a stick if that’s what it take to make it out alive. ALL I’M DOING IS GIVING OUT STICKS YOURE THE ONE STAYING ALIVE.”
Asking for help
Whether its from a friend
A doctor
A family member
Or anyone else
Will always be one of the hardest things you ever do
But one of the best you can ever do
With everything I write every word I say
I want to shout into the void
I’m here I’m here to give you stick
I’m here to help
All you need to do is ask
DON’T GIVE UP
SOME DAYS YOU LOSE THE BATTLE
BUT I WON’T LET YOU LOSE THE WAR