I Really Do

I never realised just how much I hate doing this. Looking back, I suppose it was a lot easier to avoid asking for help because things had a tendency of falling into my lap. That...or any problem I couldn't handle would be viciously ignored. I really prefer people not knowing I'm having trouble with something. Which is stupid, because I tell people that there's no shame in asking for help, even gone out of my way more than once for a personal favour.  Not sure if that's pride or arrogance...

Either way, I'm in trouble now. My dad invited me over for dinner this sunday and I'm going to have to ask for some help. I bet everyone's going to be there...