A different definition of "Help"-Part 1

Last week, I came across a great blog post.  And I thought "Wow, that's my life story! I should write about it!" But a lot of the time, as I sit down to type at my computer, my mind goes blank, instead my blog posts pop in my head when I am in bed, or at work.  I know that when people say "Have you thought of this, What do you want to do with your life, Have you just been working at the store?" they mean to help motivate me. If only motivating me were that easy. By "they" I could be talking about my family, acquaintances, or longtime friends, or even customers. I  understand they are trying to help. But that's not help. It's giving advice on what I should do with my life and sometimes this advice tells me I am doing something wrong right now.
       Another tactic for "help" is asking someone for something and this person might just tell you to ask someone else. Only sometimes, due to the fact that people have their own lives to attend to, my parents work, and it's hard for me to ask for help because I know that the possible response might be a cheerful "I wish I could, but why don't you ask ___________," I have asked this person because there is no one else to ask. How embarrassing is that! I cannot talk about it, because the fact that a lot of the people in my life are busy gets confused with the question of whether they love me or not. Sure they do; love has nothing to do with it, I'm a swell gal, I have a sense of humor. Love is the easy part. Practical help right then and there and shifting obligations to help me isn't as easy and I get it. I don't know if it's known I get it, so I just don't ask for help at all, even if I am urged to, and I don't even talk of my need of help.
How to help me the most? I appreciate a ride to an appointment, work, or to do errands without complaint or without a comment that it is so nice that a person drives me places. If I ask someone to do something, it's easier if this person does it without telling me to ask someone else. Accept that I work at a grocery store with a master's degree for health and dental insurance. Thinking about it, help to me means accepting who I am and following my lead.