
stages


Regretting not asking for help in stores
Customer: Man, I can’t find nothing in this store.
Employee: Hey, sir, is there anything I can help you with?
Customer: Nah, I’m good, thank you.
Employee: Alright.
Customer: (internal) I should’ve said yes. I have roamed this store for what feels like an eternity. Without assistance, I feel my acquisition will be a permanent one. If only I could rewind time and accept the blessing that is help. If only I had-
Different employee: Hey, sir, is there anything I can help you find?
Customer: (out loud) Oh, no, thank you, though. Thanks.
Employee: (off screen) Okay, let me know if you need help.
Customer: (internal) I am beginning to lose all hope, not only in this journey, but in myself as well…
My life is a whole lot of I cannot.
I cannot trust anyone because what if they hurt me.
I cannot fathom to think about the future because any disappointment regarding it will hurt me.
I cannot fall in love because of course that will hurt me.
I cannot feel things. I cannot feel anything at all because – yes you guessed it right – I am scared of it hurting me.I am so afraid of being vulnerable to others that I just keep hurting myself.
What kind of masochistic logic is that?