Do you actually rely on anybody? I cannot put a jumper on without help, and it took me most of my life to stop saying no thanks. You rely on people too.
Looking back at a year you do not see a line. You see moments. The lad who chased me down the street with a pound for the bucket. Everybody is climbing the same mountain from a different side, seeing something genuinely true and calling everybody else wrong. Nobody is a hundred percent wrong, and very rarely is anybody a hundred percent right.
One thing to try: Accept one offer of help this week that you would normally turn down.
In this episode
- (0:06) Thank you for the last twelve months, and happy New Year
- (1:15) The lad who put a pound in the bucket
- (2:23) Breaking your neck as a teenager, and relying on people
- (3:23) Not replying for days, because I do not know what to say
- (5:05) This is what I can see, and you are wrong
- (6:28) The Lion King, and crying at it
- (8:00) Very little we can do alone, and very little we cannot together
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Steven
The question this answers
Do you actually rely on anybody?
I cannot put a jumper on without help. I need people to get me out of bed, to shower me, to do the most private things there are. And it took me most of my life to stop answering an offer of help with, no, I'm okay.
You rely on people too. You just get to pretend otherwise for longer.
The heart of it
- Looking back at a year you do not see a line. You see moments.
- Everybody is climbing the same mountain from a different side, seeing something genuinely true, and calling everybody else wrong.
I did five hundred miles in my electric wheelchair for charity this year, twenty eight days round Cornwall. I do not remember it as a journey. I remember the lad who chased me down the street to put a pound in the bucket. The Canadian couple who were kind enough not to be offended when I called them American, and who I then saw every day for a week.
The only way to really solidify a moment is to be in it while it happens.
Breaking your neck as a teenager is possibly the worst way to learn about depending on people. But you need the medical people when something goes wrong, the lawyer, the plumber. You need somebody to talk to. You need somebody there when it goes right, or the going right does not fully land.
Nobody is a hundred percent wrong, and very rarely is anybody a hundred percent right.
We are all yelling our own elevation at each other. Soften a bit, lean into being wrong, and people open up. Come at it with certainty and they lock the door.
I sometimes take days to reply to a message, and it is not rudeness. Somebody buys me four coffees and I genuinely do not know what to say back. I do this because I love doing it, and that is enough, and it does unfortunately cost money to host.
I went to see the new Lion King with my daughter this morning and cried. I am half convinced Zen masters wrote some of it. Forgiveness, betrayal, forgiveness again, and the fact that none of them can do it alone.
One small thing to try
Accept one offer of help this week that you would normally turn down.
That is the whole of it. Not a grand gesture. Just do not say no, I'm okay, the next time somebody means it.
And when I finish these by saying I love you, that is what I mean by it. I accept you entirely as you are and I would not change a thing.
Questions people ask
Is this a New Year episode?
It is, though I do not particularly subscribe to the concept. I do think it is remarkable that we celebrate a lap round a giant ball of hot gas, which is stranger and better than the calendar.
Why is accepting help so hard?
Because it feels like admitting something, and because we have all decided independence is a virtue rather than a temporary arrangement. It is temporary for everybody.
Is this a short one?
Yes. It was a thank you first and an episode second, and I saw no reason to stretch it.
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