Have you ever heard the saying “no man is an island”?
I never really understood it until just recently.
For as long as I can remember, I was so determined to do everything myself and I couldn’t/wouldn’t/didn’t ask for help. It was lots of hard work and I still felt like I wasn’t moving forward, felt like something was “off” – like I wasn’t where I ‘should’ be. It’s a weird feeling that’s hard to describe…stagnant, a bit ground-hog-day (am I showing my age?!) and sometimes a bit lonely. Have you ever been there?