I learned to ask for help, when I was scared, lost or uncertain. Each and every time someone helped me.
I can't help but be proud of myself, for being brave enough to ask the stranger man sitting next to me on my first flight if he wouldn't mind holding my hand during takeoff. My anxiety was high and I just needed someone, anyone to hold onto for a minute. He readily complied.
We are all in this together and we are here to help each other.
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