This is such an important reminder, and definitely a lesson I seem to be ever in the process of learning.
I had congenital cataracts as an infant, but due a long delay in my diagnosis, there was no instant fix and probably never will be. At 25, I still struggle with feeling like a burden to others sometimes, and often forgo asking for help as a result. I, like you, prefer to be independent and grapple with things on my own. The odd thing is, I almost never regret asking for help when actually I do.
Thank you for the reminder to see asking for help as a line of support, rather than a point of weakness and for sharing your experiences so honestly.