Saint Exupery, a north star for me from wee-dom, said:
“Our sordid interests imprison us within their walls and only a comrade can grasp us by the hand and haul us free.”
I do not agree. The aid of comrades is a blessed thing,
BUT
Our challenges are delivered to us very specifically for reasons unknown to man.
Finding the way up and out is a sacred rite, a divine quest.
Commit to the gauntlet and may your scars make you proud!