I was born and raised to be self-reliant. My dad left my mom when I was seven, and she had to work like hell to keep us in the house we were accustomed to on a secretarial budget. We were all on "free lunch" for a short time at the school, until she became very creative and sent us with walnuts with brown sugar in baggies, day old bread PBJ's, etc... I learned a lot from that, esp to NEVER depend on a man and to find my own career. I have run my life on self-reliance and really have a hard time asking for help.
I'd imagine a lot of you can relate.
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