The real deal with support
Support; to bear the weight of, endure, withstand, strengthen, provide for.
To elicit support there first must be something to bear/endure/provide for.
This is logical. It makes perfect sense. So why do we resist this so much? (Or is it just me?)
When the going gets tough, instead of reaching out or crying out, I get out my game face. Those who know me know my game face is more like the smile on a china doll. Painted, perfect, unmoving and utterly fake. There is a reason that when things get tough you want to melt down. There are a few reasons, in fact. Melting down is a way of letting out what is going on inside. The tears or tantrum release the internal pressure. Melting down is also a call to action to those around you. It shows them the gap, between where you are and where you want to be.
I am not suggesting that we collapse into hysterics in a store, or completely drop the ball at work. To be supported, there must be something to support, some strife, some emotional turmoil, some difficulty, some effort. Perhaps it is time, in the sanctuary of our inner circle, to drop the act. Give it up. Quit hiding your pain, fear and need. Give others the opportunity to rise to meet you where you are.
