Kick in the pants

A friend of mine from church has been urging me to find support groups for parents with autistic kids, and I know she's right, and I've just been dragging my feet because it involves just the sort of reaching out and forming connections that I'm prone to resist thanks to my extreme introverted-ness. Not only would it mean meeting with other people on a regular basis, but it would also require relying on others for car rides because my husband needs the car for student teaching. And there's plenty people willing to help - our church is thoroughly gung-ho on providing service both among and outside of its membership - but I'm always loathe to ask. However, this friend is giving me a (kind) kick in the pants to just go ahead and accept help. Turns out there's a support group just a few towns north of here...now if I can just work up the courage to email the coordinator and ask about details...I know it'll be good for me, kind of like medicine that makes me gag. :P All right, maybe I'll even enjoy it.