Octavius posts on his wall that when you have a personal problem, talk to someone, say something to someone, let it out, say it so that it doesn’t burden you to a point where you end your life.

Some people are not prepared to say help me.

Help me requires a degree of humility.

You have to have searched the inventory of your own resources and come to the conclusion that you cannot do this by yourself.

You have to have gone through your friends, family and decided that they are just as impotent to resolve the issue as you are.

And finally in exasperation and you look up to someone you have been afraid to ask and just say “please help me.”

From what I have seen, it is not so much the act of asking that paralyses us, it is what lies beneath: the fear of being vulnerable, the fear of rejection, the fear of looking needy or weak. The fear of being seen as a burdensome member of the community instead of a productive one.

The fact that you have achieved certain things in life all by yourself, does not mean you will achieve everything in life all by yourself.

At some point, you will come across situations where you cannot help yourself.

At some point when things are really dicey and you are on the verge of losing everything, your stubbornness has to give way to a certain form of humility that, after you get over yourself, feels liberating.

When you ask for help, it is pleasantly surprising how the universe conspires to help you, sending people along at the right moment.

Never let your ego get in the way of asking for help when in desperate need. We have all been helped at a point in our lives.

If you want to walk far, walk with others.