Original Advice

DONT: Let pride block asking for help.

Lower the Crown, Raise Your Hand

Stop mistaking silence for strength. Your pride is a gold mask that traps your breath. Anxiety multiplies in private, feeding on performance and perfect hair. You micromanage the fire, refuse water, then call the burn destiny. This is not nobility; it's control. The room cannot save you if you refuse to speak. Ask, or keep drowning in applause. Choose oxygen over image.

Help is not mercy; it's logistics. Leaders delegate. Lions hunt in groups. Anxiety distorts scale, turns tasks into tigers. Another set of hands shrinks the monster, restores time, cuts noise. Naming the problem recruits your nervous system’s allies: calendars, friends, professionals, soup. Refusal keeps you small, tired, and theatrical. Let someone carry the bag while you steer. That is sovereignty, not surrender.

Cosmic Context

Ruled by the Sun, you burn to be seen and to lead. Fixed fire thrives when it shares heat; asking is how your heart stays royal, not brittle.

Action

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Text one friend today: “I need help with this.”

You are allowed to be helped without performance, payment, or proof.