When I was about six years old, my dad was trying to get me to take the medicine I needed.

I hated the feeling of swallowing pills (I still do), and I was fighting him tooth and nail.

The more he insisted, the more I resisted.

At some point, I gave in. But I decided I would do it my way.

I took the pill, placed it on my tongue, and decided to chew it as an act of rebellion.

Quickly I realized my mistake; the bitter pill crushed and the fragments got stuck between my teeth.

Yes, the medicine ultimately made me feel better, but I had made a seemingly bad thing ten times worse.

We still laugh about that story in my family. But it’s more than just a silly memory to me now.

That was the day I learned that we often resist healing in the long run because it is uncomfortable in the moment. I don’t want you to shortchange yourself with this belief.

We can always choose to do things on our own terms, but we may unintentionally make it harder for ourselves.

It’s okay to trust the help of others, especially when we feel like a six year old.