I got this.

I can handle this.

I don’t need any help.

Sound familiar? For most of us, it’s our go-to answer when faced with life’s inevitable difficulties. And most of the time, we do a darned good job. But sometimes life zings us a 95 mph Max Scherzer four-seam fastball that leaves the best of us wondering what the hell just happened.

Maybe it’s a serious illness. The loss of a job. Or someone you love is struggling. All these things can be totally overwhelming and leave you with a strong desire to crawl into bed, channel your inner Grizzly and hibernate for a month or two or 20.

While this escape may bring momentary comfort, all the things that sent you running — the illness, job search, despondent family member – are right there when you decide to rejoin civilization.

As hard as it is, sometimes for our own peace of mind and growth, we need to ask for help. It’s as close as a friend, family member, a support group or our faith. But maintaining the mantra “I don’t need help. I should be able to handle this” isn’t strength.

It’s pride. And not the healthy varietal.

Admitting that we aren’t the General Manager of the Universe, and that we can’t do everything on our own is not weakness. It is not a character flaw. It is not a sign that you are somehow deficient in emotional or mental fortitude.

It is awareness and surrender and grace. And in a very unexpected way, you end up being stronger.