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Asking for help

There comes a time when we all need a helping hand and sometimes we don’t know how to ask for that help and other times we are too afraid to ask for help. I’ve asked for help many times and it has been a difficult thing to do, asking for help meant I had to be willing to take the help that was given to me. In the beginning I was reluctant, I was reluctant to ask for help, reluctant to take the help and most of all I was reluctant to acknowledge that I actually needed the help. Over the years though it has got easier, I have become more aware of when I need to ask for help, more aware of where to go for help and most importantly I have learned to accept the help that is being offered to me. When things began to get stressful last week with the news that I would not be getting my surgery for another 6-8 months at least I broke and I knew I needed an extra bit of help however I was not really sure I wanted extra help. When I was discharged from adult mental health services after comp...

An encounter with a razor

It has been almost a week since I have been told that my surgery will not be happening for another 8 months or so and to saw I just got over it would be a huge understatement. It has been hard, I’ve had days where I’ve stayed in bed and days where I got on with my life but never the less knowing that I am going to have to live with an underbite for at least another 8 months has been on my mind every day. I’ve been trying to push it to the back of my mind, right back so that I can move on and in many ways just forget about it but it is proving to be a lot harder than I thought! I think despite everything I have been coping well with the news, after all I have been looking forward to this operation for a while now and I was just so close I thought it was finally going to happen but of course I was wrong. I can’t even begin to explain how living with an underbite makes me feel, I feel so many different things, everything from angry to sadness to feeling ugly and even hating myself for ha...