I’m just a boy who can’t say no.
OK, stop looking at me like that. I don’t mean it that way. Really, I don’t.
What I mean is, if someone says they need help with something, or asks for assistance, I have a hard time saying “No, I really can’t commit to that right now.”
I’m the type of person who likes being involved in things, and get to the heart of how things work. I’m not one of those people who sits idly by and lets other people do everything. I dig in, hands-first, and help out.
That’s an admirable trait, isn’t it? Sure. But it has to have its limits. I can’t allow myself to get so over-extended that I have no time to do things that I really enjoy. I have enough trouble over-extending myself financially. I can’t afford to do the same with my time.
Problem is, I really do love being involved in things– especially things that matter to me and to the community as a whole. The sad– some would say crazy– thing about all that is, I wish I could do more.
I don’t do these things for glory or for kudos– although that’s nice, if you get it. I do them because I can’t help but think that if I don’t do them, I’m not sure who will. The important thing is to not let myself get burned out– or for that matter, burned. Because if that happens, you can be sure I won’t lend my hand anymore.
In the meantime, I enjoy keeping myself busy and my plate full. But I’m looking very much forward to an emptier plate. Just so I can fill it up with something else, I’m sure.