We’re taught to be strong. To handle it. To smile and push through. Asking for help? Feels like weakness. Like failure. Like admitting we’re not enough. But what if asking… is the bravest thing you can do? What if you’re not meant to carry it all alone? What if strength is knowing your limits —not ignoring them? Sometimes help doesn’t fix everything. But it reminds you: you’re not invisible...
If I asked for help… now what would happen?
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