Love the question: "Who is on your team?" Mine includes a few, important people that help check me, witness, sometiems guide a bit, and validate. But most important, I am on my team.
My A team are people just like you who are doing the deal... here in my virtual sober tribe and outside in the 12 step rooms who help by sharing their stories - making me feel less alone. x
One of the hardest realizations in life is understanding that not everyone grows up with a safety net. As children, we're supposed to see our parents as protectors, guides, and rescuers. They're the people who make us feel safe when the world doesn't make sense.
But some people never had that. Some spend their childhood watching everyone else seem to have someone they can run to while they're left wondering, "Who's coming for me?" They wait for a hero, a mentor, a parent, a friend—someone to show up and make things right.
What's scary is the day you realize nobody is coming.
At first, that realization can feel devastating. But eventually it becomes liberating. Because when you stop waiting for someone else to save you, you start taking responsibility for your own life. You begin to understand that your future is shaped by your choices, your actions, and your willingness to keep moving forward regardless of your circumstances.
That doesn't mean we don't need people. It doesn't mean community, love, or support aren't important. It simply means that the responsibility for our lives ultimately belongs to us.
For me, that realization changed everything. The moment I stopped waiting for rescue was the moment I started building. Life looks different when you understand that you're not waiting for someone to hand you a future—you have to create it yourself.
Our stories are sooo similar. The only difference is that I didn't ask for help. It just happened. He showed me the way and I walked that path for more then 25 years.
Hanging with neighborhood gals last night we had some unsurprising revelations. All of us had experienced abuse. 100% of the gathering, brought out by 1 woman in crisis. So yes, we asked her who else is on your team, because we are now on her team. There is another step, to be on someone else’s team. I believe: the act of writing and opening your heart online, you are a part of others’ teams.
Love the question: "Who is on your team?" Mine includes a few, important people that help check me, witness, sometiems guide a bit, and validate. But most important, I am on my team.
Yes!! Thanks for the comment!
My A team are people just like you who are doing the deal... here in my virtual sober tribe and outside in the 12 step rooms who help by sharing their stories - making me feel less alone. x
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One of the hardest realizations in life is understanding that not everyone grows up with a safety net. As children, we're supposed to see our parents as protectors, guides, and rescuers. They're the people who make us feel safe when the world doesn't make sense.
But some people never had that. Some spend their childhood watching everyone else seem to have someone they can run to while they're left wondering, "Who's coming for me?" They wait for a hero, a mentor, a parent, a friend—someone to show up and make things right.
What's scary is the day you realize nobody is coming.
At first, that realization can feel devastating. But eventually it becomes liberating. Because when you stop waiting for someone else to save you, you start taking responsibility for your own life. You begin to understand that your future is shaped by your choices, your actions, and your willingness to keep moving forward regardless of your circumstances.
That doesn't mean we don't need people. It doesn't mean community, love, or support aren't important. It simply means that the responsibility for our lives ultimately belongs to us.
For me, that realization changed everything. The moment I stopped waiting for rescue was the moment I started building. Life looks different when you understand that you're not waiting for someone to hand you a future—you have to create it yourself.
please read this too
https://philosophicaldunk.substack.com/p/the-examined-life-is-anxiety-and
Our stories are sooo similar. The only difference is that I didn't ask for help. It just happened. He showed me the way and I walked that path for more then 25 years.
Hanging with neighborhood gals last night we had some unsurprising revelations. All of us had experienced abuse. 100% of the gathering, brought out by 1 woman in crisis. So yes, we asked her who else is on your team, because we are now on her team. There is another step, to be on someone else’s team. I believe: the act of writing and opening your heart online, you are a part of others’ teams.
Love this! Thank you so much for commenting.
Your last paragraph really says it all……..very powerful.
Asking for help is something that seems so incredibly hard but once you get help you realize how easy it can be to find
Exactly! We build it up to be so hard and an indictment on who we are.