One of the hardest things for me to do is to ask for help. I have found that when I do, my friends are there for me.
I think that one of the hardest, and harshest, lessons for me is to humble myself and admit that I need help.
My ego tells me that I do not need it, but I have found that when I listen to my ego, I generally make matters worse.
Your friends are probably like mine; eager to be there in whatever way they can to assist. Who are we to deprive them of that pleasure?