Disability No.1

I got it from my Mom. Today I realized the thing what annoys me in my beloved Mother (there isn't anything else what bothers me actually) is a problem for me as well. Disability no.1 is not being able to accept help. That is a huge flaw.
Because really, I'm well aware we all need some help, to lean on somebody every now and then. However, I do not accept help, let alone ask for it. There is a barrier in my mind and I go all offensive and snap at people, playing the cool that I'm strong and I don't need anybody.
Lately I try to watch myself as an outsider and analyze. This problem of mine has more seeds. For one, I got it from my Mom as previously mentioned. I realized this when she tried to deal with the damn clothes-horse - what is on the ceiling - alone, even if I practically begged to help her and she almost fell off the bathtube. This is pretty much the only thing what we usually fight about, that she doesn't want my help. It annoys me, also terrifies me, because I hate the thought of her doing something reckless just because she doesn't wanna ask for help.
Two, I've been let down and disappointed enough to know not to trust anybody. When people who you trust turns against you when things go south, when everybody is against you, you learn to count only on yourself.
For two, I think it's simply in my nature to always deal with everything alone. Probably, it's a thought in the back of my mind that asking/accepting help would make me look weak. Now that makes me shudder and not in a good way. I make my decisions alone, I deal with my problems alone. Okay, I do talk to my Mom and listen to her suggestions (and she's always right) but I do the exact opposite of it everytime even if I know I'm wrong.
If I fail, I take the fall for it. I'm completely capable to deal with anything what comes in my way. But something what Doc said popped into my mind as I fought with my Mom, he said "I know you can do it alone, but you don't have to."
I'm trying to wrap my mind around this thought with not much of a success. I think I'd rather hold my guards upward, that's safe. And yes, I know who doesn't take risk, doesn't even live, blablabla.