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When I was 22 my friends would joke about how dire it would have to be for me to ask for help. I realized while I'm fiercely independent and a rescuer, that I need people too. I started with safe people. People who, even if they couldn't help wouldn't make me feel diminished for asking. Thousands of small steps later, I can ask for help AND let the person help in their own way, without trying to control it.

