Have you ever tried to be/do something for someone only to be refused/avoided? Sometimes, our kind of help is not always desired.

I see this happen quite a few times. Rejected help. It's a thing.

It happened to me. It happened to other people too.

And I guess, there were also times when I myself rejected help offers from others, or when I myself did the avoiding.

People may have different reasons why they do it. Sometimes, they feel they don't need the help. Sometimes, the offering hand doesn't feel sincere. Sometimes, they just don't want to owe anybody anything. Sometimes, they are influenced by other people and won't accept the help because it will make them lose favor from another. For others, maybe pride? For some others, maybe it's a matter of principle? It is not easy to tell. Sometimes when people explain, they don't even tell the truth. Sometimes, they mean it. Sometimes, it's because they just don't realize the true reason behind.

In your own stories, what was the reason? How did it happen and how did you react to it? Were you the one whose help got rejected? Or were you the one who rejected another person's supposedly helping hand? What did you feel and what was your next step? Do you still maintain close relation with the other person? Did they lose your favor? Or did you lose theirs? Are you alright with how things are now?

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TexChik · F

I only offer help to those I care about or have a good relationship with. There are times when everyone needs it. I had a sweet friend who was traumatized and recoiled away into her home, refusing to live a quality life or come out of there. Fortunately I had a key and we (my self and 2 other of her friends) all decided that even if it cost us her friendship we were going to have an intervention. We just could not in good conscience let her rot in her own misery.

We went in, opened all the windows and with the help of Molly Maids, cleaned her house , did her laundry, and put everything away until her home was as we remembered it being. She had run off into her bedroom when we showed up, cussing and yelling. Then it was her turn. She was a sight. but he got her in the tub, washed her from head to toe, washed her hair and even trimmed her nails.

We dressed her in clean pajamas and a robe and brought her out so we could get at her bedroom and bathroom. When she saw her home looking like home again, she cried. She enjoyed garlic toast and tomato soup . She was skin and bones. Luckily one of us was a nurse and she could see she was dehydrated and really not well so we took her to the hospital. Her doc, once he saw her, sedated her and put her on a 48 hour psych hold. Luckily she responded very well to the IVs and the meds. Her doc said what we did was called a re-set , and that if we had not done something like that, she would have passed in just a few more days. She agreed to stay another week and then she was released and we all 3 showed up to take her home.

She told us she was going to sue every last one of us and that she never wanted to see us again. Then called each of us apologizing . I told her I didnt care if she wanted to see me or not, I was not about to let a friend go out like that.

She thanked all of us at lunch a couple of months later. Looking at her now you would never have guessed that had happened to her. When a friend is concerned about you, hush up and listen.