“Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.” ~Emily Brontë
Being raised in a society where it’s taboo to seek help outside the home, or outside the family circle has made life challenges all the more arduous; you might say I was raised steeped in pride. Not that of conceited pleasure and satisfaction in my achievements or admired qualities. No! It was the pride of being conscious of my own dignity, after all, there’s no dignity in charity; you make your own way, make do with what you have, however destitute, because…..”By the sweat of your brow, you shall eat bread.” Yes! This how we lived, we lived in pridefulness, we suffered in silence, condemned in our own ignorance of need, and not having the courage to ask for a handout or a hand-up!