I don't accept help often or easily. I rarely delegate and when I do, the results never meet my exacting standards - it's just not worth it. So, I have always done everything myself. That way, I'm satisfied and nobody's feelings get hurt. I have no one to blame for any failings but myself.
But SO much anxiety is wrapped up in my to-do lists. My own. But, then it spills over onto everyone around me - the ones I care most about.
I've been trying hard to manage it. Learn new coping skills. Find ways to deal that do not involve stressing my children. But tonight, at my Adult ADD Support Group as we openly and honestly discussed compulsive list-making (hey - don't laugh!) in the safety of each other's compassion and understanding, it became clear.
Sometimes I should ask for help. And sometimes I should accept the help being offered to me. If he/she doesn't do something the way I would have done it - more than likely, no one will die. And if it's life or death, I should just do that task for myself.
I should be thankful I have family and friends who recognize my stress and offer to spend thier time and energy on me. I am. I really am thankful. And I should trust them. I should trust that they want to do thier very best for me - becuase they love me.