An island is a no man

Always, always, has always believed that I am better off on my own, I can walk alone, I can live myself, I can keep myself busy with works.

Later it turns me into a dopey who can't do things right, too proud to admit defeat, too ego to shed a tear, too ashamed to ask for help.

I thought I am an island who can take on any waves, any storm, any disaster. Actually, being an island doesnt make me any closer to humanity but I become more of a monster destroying my own being.

What is wrong with asking for a lil guidance or seeking for some company? It doesnt lower my pride, it takes me closer to my
destination.