1. Asking for help
Stubbornly independent, to my own demise at times, I hate asking for help from others and will often go out of my way to avoid people altogether, limiting eye contact so as not to invite small talk. I hate small talk.
I remember my first time at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, hopelessly lost trying to figure out where my reserved shuttle pickup location was. I thought I would be able to get to my hotel without having to attempt speaking French to anyone. Snubbed three times by the Information Desk, I finally found myself outside speaking to a local, who not only got me on my shuttle, but indulged me in 15 minutes of invaluable small talk as we both waited for our rides. For the remainder of my stay in the city I was once so intimidated by, I asked questions every chance I got. I practiced my French despite my embarrassment and enjoyed it all the more. I smiled at strangers, made eye contact, and made friends with wonderful people.