Pride.!

In my senior English honors class I was asked to post a blog about what I considered to be my biggest flaw. It did not take me much longer than a few seconds to come up with my greatest imperfection, hubris. (No worries if you do not know what that means, I had not heard of the word before this class either.) Hubris is of Greek origin meaning excessive pride. Of course having pride is not a negative thing. Up until a certain point it is actually a positive characteristic to possess. In my case the issue results from the fact that my pride tends to hold me back. See it is to the point that I will avoid asking for help, admitting I am wrong, or even expressing when I am not okay to prevent appearing as weak. How ironic is it by trying not to be seen as weak a flaw is developed, a weakness in it's self.

This is not anything new. I have been this way for as long as I remember. But now I am changing that, well trying to at least. It is all about the baby steps right?

This week I took it upon myself to lay down my pride, an action that is typically unheard of for me.

I went downtown and received tutoring. This may not seem like a huge deal, I know. But for me to be able to say okay, "I need help," meant I was admitting I could not do it all on my on. Being an aspiring Paterno Fellows, one of the requirements is to maintain an ‘A’ in statistics this semester. Realistically thinking I knew I could not accomplish this without help. I realized how dumb it would be if I did not continue in the program because my pride held me back. So I went to!

Unfortunately there are so many things in life that could potentially hold me back or get in my way of me accomplishing my goals. Why let my self be one of those obstacles? I no longer want to be too prideful.

Signed: From: Comfort To: Courage