Why do we think we have to go it alone? Gut out our losses with no support? Suffer troubles without reaching out or sharing?

For some reason, we’ve become a culture that thinks asking or looking for support is weak. Why is that weak?

Connection is a key human need.

Denying that need is false bravado.

While I consider myself a strong person, having survived a brain tumor and two surgeries from it, an attempted rape and murder attack at knifepoint, a broken neck and a loss of a child by suicide, I have learned it’s ridiculous to go it alone.

I cry. I reach out for help. It’s because I do this that I find strength and the ability to move forward. Denying yourself that is inhumane and unhealthy. Modeling that behavior hurts our children and families.

We worry we are a burden when in fact our friends want to help.

When we don’t give someone a chance to do that, we are cheating our loved ones and friends the opportunity to be there for us.

Human connection

Published by

Anne Moss Rogers

I am an emotionally naked TEDx speaker, and author of the Book, Diary of a Broken Mind. I raised two boys, Richard and Charles, and lost my youngest son, Charles to substance use disorder and suicide June 5, 2015. I help people foster a culture of connection to prevent suicide, reduce substance misuse and find life after loss. My motivational, training and workshop topics include suicide prevention, addiction, mental illness, and grief. As talented and funny as Charles was, letting other people know they matter was his greatest gift. And now the legacy I try and carry forward in my son's memory. Professional Speaker Website. Trained in ASIST and trainer for the evidence-based 4-hour training for everyone called safeTALK.

2 thoughts on “Alone”

  1. So true! We are all struggling. Burdens are lightened by sharing. Why are we so reluctant to reach out? I know I am.

    1. I think as our houses have gotten bigger, we’ve gotten busier and there is less of a sense of “neighborhood,” we are reluctant because we just don’t connect as much. I know I am, too but I make myself.

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