Who are we trying to impress

as we stumble along, faltering

under a gigantic load that we

were never ever meant to bear?

It’s as if we are trying to prove

to the heavens above that we are

strong enough to do each and

every thing completely on our own

—folly

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Perhaps this is the definition of

a heart filled with the wrong

kind of pride. I can be proud

of you, but if I am puffed up

with pride in me then I won’t

see my feet clearly in front of

me and will quickly tumble

and drop that weight that

I should have asked for

support for right from the start

—community

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Or maybe we think that we

need to carry the weight to

prove our value, feeling

worthless or ‘less than’

Attempting a feat such as

this is going to damage us

in the end, wearing us down,

doing the opposite. Asking for

assistance might just give

us a glimpse of how others

are actually be prepared to help,

showing us that our value

is not dependent the things that

we do, but on who we are instead

—acceptance

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©Heather Pound 2021