I saw a beetle on its back. Its legs were flailing wildly. Feeling sorry for the creature I carefully flipped him over so his feet were on the ground. This must have panicked the insect because immediately, he rolled onto his back and remained completely still.
After a minute, his legs began to scramble again.
Trying to help him once more, I set him on his feet. No luck: in an instant, he was on his back again playing dead (thanatosis is the technical term).
I realized I was not helping.
As I walked away, I watched the beetle return to the strategy he had pursued when I first saw him — legs flying in the air. He eventually righted himself.
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Watching the beetle reminded me: sometimes, for whatever reason, we need to solve things on our own. We’re even willing to sabotage help from others in order that we might find the solution on our own terms.
There are times when we’re just not ready for help ... even if it’s in our best interest.