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Thursday, August 5, 2010

How to Really Help Me When I Ask For Your Help

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Perhaps the most frustrating thing about being disabled is needing to ask for help.

The second most frustrating thing is navigating the whole dynamic of being the person who is being helped. Low and behold, I have discovered that many strange things can happen when you ask your family, friends and strangers for help. All of a sudden, roles emerge, power and position come into play, feelings arise and demands are placed on the parties involved. It's the kind of stuff that has to potential to cause as many problems as it solves!

Needless to say, I feel strongly about how I want this helper/helpee relationship to function:

Don't offer to help and not follow through

You have no idea how much I need help from others and how little money I have to hire someone to help me. So when you offer to help me out of the goodness of your heart and free of charge, I absolutely want to take advantage of your offer. So please don't get my hopes up by offering to help and then not follow through.

Don't point out my failings

Yes, I can see the less-than-perfect state of my home. This might lead you to think I have the housekeeping disease du jour, but let me assure you I do not. I have chronic pain and chronic fatigue and you have no idea how much this truly limits me each day. So please don't fault me for using my two to four hours a day of activity time on things I enjoy doing instead of housework.

Don't ignore my directions

Yes, you are doing me a favor. Yes, I am grateful for the help. But just because I need help, doesn't mean I can't ask you to follow my directions and supervised you in the process.

Don't do the things I can do myself


Another problem I have run into in asking someone to help me is that invariably they start doing the things I can do myself and avoiding the things I really need them to do for me. It might seem unfair that I do the easy stuff and you do the heavy lifting, but that is my reality--I have physical limitations. Translation: I am not a slacker!

Don't think I should be happy with whatever help you decide to give me

Just because I have to ask for help doesn't mean I have to lower my standards. I still have my preferences and my way of doing things, even if I have to rely on others now to get the actual work done. Yes, I realize that I may have to compromise, but compromise doesn't mean you call all the shots and I have to put up with whatever help you decide to give me.

Don't treat me like an invalid

Just because I need your help doesn't mean I want to be treated like a child or an incompetent person. I want to participate as much as possible, even if that means just sitting in the same room with you and watching what you are doing. In addition, I retain my rights to make my own choices and express my preferences; so please don't speak for me or make choices for me.

And by the way, unless I specifically ask you, please don't hold my arm, direct my movements or pet my head. (Don't ask ... and yes, these things have happened to me.)

Don't give me attitude

I really get it that asking for help creates a weird dynamic between us. If I tell you what to do, you might think I am being bossy. If I supervise you, you might think I don't trust you. If I get grumpy in the process, you might not recognize that I am getting tired or sore and need to take a break. If I take a break and lay down, you might think I am being lazy. If I ask you to do the heavy lifting, you might think I am trying to weasel out of the hard stuff.

Please, I beg of you, don't go there. I am not trying to be difficult, demanding or dictatorial. I just really want to get some things done with your help.

In closing, let me say that I truly wish I did not need to ask for so much help with my day-to-day life. Deep down, I truly feel frustrated that I can't do everything for myself. Just know that this is my reality, created by my multiple chronic illnesses, and it only hurts me to pretend and deny that I need your help.

On the other hand, please don't make me feel less than when I find the courage to ask for and accept your help.


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10 comments

Shawna R. B. Atteberry said...

This is an incredible post, and there are many things I will remember if a chronically ill friend asks me for help.

I cannot believe someone has actually petted you on the head. That's just...horrible. I can't think of anything else to say.

Lynn said...

This is SUCH a well-written and much-needed article! It exactly expresses what most of us would love to be able to say but don't have the words.

Thanks, Selena, for stating what we all feel in such an honest and understandable manner! :-)

Tazzy said...

Help done half assed is not help. It's begrudging the fact I/we asked for it. I am one who likes things in a certain way and if I have to go behind the help and fix it, it's not help. I love your post as it is very accurate. True compassion these days is hard to find. When you do find it, it's in limited source. Gentle hugs. Tazzy

Forgetful Girl said...

Very true! I find it hard to ask for help, and when people do any of the things you have listed it makes me regret asking for help!

papier et encre said...

Such a good insight. Thank you for sharing.

I can understand the mothering instinct that takes over when you try to help someone else, that feeling of 'I know how best to help'. But with adults in particular it is more important to stop and listen to what actually constitutes help in the other person's eyes I think.

Lucy said...

Oh my, it bothers me as well when people offer to help and do not follow through. I had a baby recently and this was pretty normal behavior.

Gloria said...

Wow! I wish I had this to hang on my refrigerator for all to see. The fibromyalgia bothers my feet really bad so I have to stop doing things like cleaning, driving etc. However, if I ask for help, people want to do it there way. I still have to remind them that it's still my stuff. This is a good writing and very helpful.

Lanita said...

Loved this article! You really hit the nail on the head with this one. Thanks for posting.

Mknotek said...

Very well said and I couldn't agree with you more. I have also had my head petted and other similar experiences. It is very frustrating when people try to help but do the things I can do instead of the things I really can't do and of course are the ones that need done the most, but when you try to say anything they get all defensive saying " I thought you wanted my help". It has been a long time but after having fibro for 11 years my husband is finally starting to get it. I guess I am very lucky.

Misty said...

Thank you!!! These are the things I think and long to say, but can't seem to get the b***s to say!!! I'll do the next-best thing and post on fb. ;)