It is often too late when we decide to ask for help. We should be able to anticipate in advance that we will need some. We would be expected to know that we cannot do everything by ourselves. We should really know a lot of things but doesn’t look like we do a very good job of learning.
So we suffer. Live with our doubts, scared of the consequences. Most people appear to be doing okay. Question is, are they really? Do they worry at night? Who do they go to when they feel helpless and scared?
Or do we continue to pretend that life is perfect, blissful in denial?