Assuming Consequences

 Whats my on mind, Facebook asks...Heavy thoughts but here we go.

I found out Wednesday that my car battery was dead, and when i called my mom to tell her, i assumed Mike heard and would help. And he didnt. I have BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) and i take rejection suuuuuper hard. 

On Thursday, mixed signals had my bro come down but no charger. I asked Mike where his was, assuming (dontcha love that word?) he would catch my hints and HELP ME. But no. 

Now, on almost just about every car problem i've had, my brother has both come to the rescue and showed me what's wrong. He's a great teacher. But unless one of us had a potato or lemon, we weren't getting any juice to my car battery- so i bought this awesome battery jumper and he came down and showed me how it works. Again, i assumed (🤦‍♀️) that when i showed Mike the battery jumper, HE would HELP ME. But no.  But...

If you know me IRL, you know how much it hurts to walk, and walking down my stairs is a burning pain. I cannot express my surprise when i got to the bottom of the stairs and Mike was behind me, to make sure i didnt fall. After bro left, Mike and I sat in the car and he told me he was HURT that i never asked him for help, and he would have helped me on Wednesday IF HE KNEW I NEEDED HIM.   I had assumed so much, all negative. He assumed i didnt want his help because i didnt ask him straight out.  Oh that word...  

We might not have a "definable relationship", but we are roommates and friends, and now you're all up to speed on my battery, my hero of a brother, and my reason to stop assuming.