In one way or another, we all face problems in different aspects of life, whether in health, security, or even in our workplace. Most times, when these problems arise, they seem bigger than us, especially when we cannot solve them on our own. This is when we turn to friends and family for help.
In response to this prompt:
"Who is the first person you would call (family/friend) when you face a problem and why?"
It is definitely my parents, and I am not shy to say that. Having my family alive has been a huge blessing to me. They always come through for me, and they always want to look out for me, even though I no longer live with them as an adult. My dad, mom, and any of my siblings never want to hear that I am in a bad situation, it makes them restless, just as I feel whenever I hear that any of my family members are not okay. They always come through for me.
I have not really had many reasons to call for their help, except for a particular time when I fell sick and had to admit myself to the hospital. Initially, I wanted to skip calling them, but after thinking it through, I decided to call my mom. That day, she found her way to the city where I live, although it is not so far away. I felt loved, cared for, and looked out for—I felt like a baby again. As long as they are alive, even though we do not pray to be in difficult situations, whenever such challenges arise, they are the first people I reach out to.
For minor issues that I can easily solve by myself, I do not bother letting them know. I only inform them when the situation is beyond my capacity. In cases of health issues, financial struggles, or security concerns, I do not hesitate to let them know what is happening. However, I am also mindful of how I tell them, so as not to cause them unnecessary worry or stress. When it comes to finances, I rarely inform them unless it is a critical situation where I deeply need their help.
I do not pretend to be tough or act like a "hard guy" when I need help. Life is tough, and seeking help is normal because no one has it all. If I choose to suffer in silence instead of seeking help, it will not make me strong. What if I actually lose my life in a situation where help was available, but I refused to ask for it? That would not be fair to me or my loved ones.
Sometime last year, I was speaking with a friend with whom I graduated from school. When I asked her about her job and where she was residing, she told me about her job and boldly mentioned that she was living in her mother's house while going to work from there. She ended by saying, "I can't have my mother alive and still struggle with certain things, especially in situations where she can easily help."
Her words really stuck with me because they reflected the importance of seeking help when necessary. Life is not meant to be struggled through alone when we have people who genuinely care about us.
Thanks!
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