Helping vrs being helped.

Why is it that when we help someone, we are more than happy to do so? We feel good about it, we would give more if we could, we go over and beyond, bend over backwards and give more than we have or before we take care of our own needs.
Yet when we need help…which I have needed a lot recently. I feel like the worst burden to anyone lending a hand. I am ashamed and embarrassed. I feel guilty that they have to even bother. I hate asking and I hate receiving. I want so badly to do it all myself. Too not have to depend on anyone or have to ever ask for help.

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