We feel guilty for not being enough when, truth be told, we are enough. We just have limits.

Could kiss you for this line.

Personally though, the burden of reciprocity is and still remains a demon for me. It is all there is to my not asking for help from anybody. Not pride, not esteem, not ego, just that expectation that one good turn on my life immediately sets up a clock ticking towards the day I will have to sacrifice my peace to do good. I am not sure how I can escape that bubble.