The Courage to ask for help.
The Courage to Ask for Help
Not in a million years did I think I, an educated woman who spent years raising a family and volunteering, would be relying on Medicaid and SNAP (food stamps) to get by this past year post divorce Yet, there I was—a single mother of two applied for government assistance and after-school scholarships. A terrifying path with a meager income working 3-5 jobs, having lost all of my savings and no alimony to cushion the fall.
I thought I'd be on my feet in a year. I was wrong. The road was harder, longer, and more isolating than I could have imagined. I soon found myself in the Medicaid office, filling out endless forms
It was there that the real struggle began: The shame. I felt it pulling into the office, hoping no one would see me. I felt it sitting for hours while my financial life was laid bare. This shame isn't just personal; it's a collective, societal burden. It's the shame that keeps women like me small, that forces us to hide our SNAP cards at the grocery store, desperate to maintain the illusion of being "fine." It's the shame fueled by ignorant social media posts suggesting that recipients are simply "beggars and losers not willing to work."
Who does this shame serve? It certainly doesn't help the mothers working two or three jobs and who are working tirelessly to make ends meet. It doesn't help the millions of families living terrifyingly close to the edge.
I personally am done carrying that shame.
In the book The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse, the little boy asks, "What is the bravest thing you’ve ever said? " The horse answers, "Ask for help."
I’ve learned that asking for help is one of the most courageous things a person can do. It is the courage to want change so badly that you open yourself up to many hands. It is the courage to show your children it's okay to struggle and to ask for help, you show them your resiliency and the courage it takes to rise in the morning and show up for your life when everything appears hard.
To every family relying on SNAP or any other form of assistance: I see you. I am your neighbor, your friend, your coworker, and your fellow human. You are not a statistic, and you are not a failure.
You are brave.