life lessons I am still getting to grips with: other people can and will definitely help you out. they will make you cups of tea, give you hugs and leg ups, make sure you are doing okay, throw confetti at you and sing your praises like no one else in the world ever ever could. but most of the time no one person can save or fix you
you have to scrabble out of that quarry all your own, grubby handed and aching. you can be cheered on from the top with a glorious fanfare awaiting you and sure, some wellmeaning person might come along with a crane to lift you up but then more often than not you’ll get up there and realise that there’s another goddamn cliff face to scale.
because everyone has their own canyon to crawl out of (multiple canyons, in fact!) and maybe once you get up there you’re in a much better position to shout those people on at the same time as scaling the next one.
I’m not sure that’s true of every situation and when I read it back it sounds pretty silly but the image makes some kind of sense to me at the moment
