Why is there a desire to immediately fix brokenness?

Is it to be normal in a world of glass houses?  Is it to stave off attention to yourself; not to be seen as a problem and to be talked about? Is it to keep walking the same pace, the same path as everyone around you?  Is it to always be useful and not be  burden on anyone else?

Or is it a desire always to be happy?   Even if you smile too much your cheeks hurt and that place behind your ears ache...or if you laugh too much, your sides grow weak and painful.  And if you cannot help but smile all the time, you are seen as a fool.

Comparison makes cowards of us all.  Who are we living for anyways.  If my Creator wants me to flounder a bit to be strengthened, to grow, and to find a new path, then so be it.  Therefore I delight in my brokenness because where I am stumbling I am only to find my Rock on which I delight in an unending strength.