The inability to ask for help
And when I got to a place where it was seem, well, where it seemed safe, more safe in certain ways, and less safe in other ways, of my adoptive family, I tried asking for help, and I tried doing things differently for the sake of maybe this is my opportunity, and again, was met with objection, with shame, with making me feel bad for asking, or making me feel as though I owed someone for the help that they had given me, or that it would always be brought up or, like, thrown in my face
J.L. Beasley
@Her_Sisu · 4:58
So once I saw it that way, that we are all here and the God in us speaks to each other and that there are some things, because I know I've had that experience where for some reason, someone was dropped in my mind, in my heart and my spirit, and I was being felt. I was led to assist someone in a certain way, even if it was just simply calling to say, hey, how are you doing?