The Life I Chose to live

    I've never been one to ask for help. Normally I take everything on by my self  and don't give it a second thought. If I do ask for help it has to be something I know I can't take on physically or mentally by myself. So I've been attempting to break that cycle and ask for help more often.     The problem with that is now I know why I stopped asking for help years ago. If you don't ask for help, you can't be disappointed when the people you thought you could depend on let you down. If you don't ask for help, you can only be upset with yourself when things don't turn out like you want or need.    So since I've relearned that you can only count on yourself, I'll be going right back to that... counting on myself

    How come no one ever thought to warn me that getting older was a horrible mistake? I'm 31 and I feel like my body is crashing. I definitely can't do the things I did in my early 20's. Most days I feel ok, or my version of ok. But I recently started having random spells where I became lightheaded and started to get concerned with the cause. So here I am 3 times a day (more if I get one of those lightheaded spells) checking my blood pressure and pricking myself with a needle.      Right now it doesn't seem to be anything too major. My sugar has been running a little high, but that is probably due to all the coffee I drink trying to keep up with these kids and my daily task. My blood pressure has been slightly elevated, but again that likely has something to do with 7 kids being home and the constant stress of day to day life.    My point is worrying about things like blood pressure and sugar levels always seemed like something old people do. Have I become old?