I’m not one to ask for help. I am not one to complain, openly.
I am stubborn, sometimes against my own good.
The root of this, to my knowledge, is that I think I can handle things on my own.
Wake up call!
After battling with this issue almost my entire “adult” life (since about junior year in high school), I have realized, yet again, that I cannot do it alone.
I’m dealing with a life lesson on being open and truthful with the people who love me most, my family. I’ve had this “relationship” with my best friend (I say “relationship” because we call it friendship, because we aren’t committed, yet. It’s a long-distance thing, that we’re still figuring out).
I haven’t exactly told my parents the entire truth, until yesterday. I couldn’t hold it inside of me any longer. I need the advice of my mother, the wisdom from my father, and love and support from both.
Yes, my mother was extremely upset when some truths came out. But we were able to have a good conversation, in the end. She will try and support me and my relationship and she just wants me to be honest about it. She wants to have the relationship with me where I feel comfortable to talk with her. And that’s a learning experience for me — I need to realize that they may offer insight that I will not like, but them being my parents have the right to offer it.
My father is out of town, so we’ll see how this conversation goes this evening.
Basically, I am learning to open from the beginning and realize my parents will always love me. They want what is best for me and think that no guy is good enough for their “little girl.”
Prayers would be great, as I still try to figure out this area of my life. Thank you all for being awesome and allowing me to write out my thoughts and life lessons on here.
with love, meg