I’m always open to help others and it certainly brings me joy if I could be of any great help. However, I hate being made used of and the fact that the cunning person thinks I am not aware of it. It gives me a feeling that I’m being treated like a fool.
Being asked to assist and self-offering to assist are different matters, which imply different status.
I’m usually quiet, but I can be loud, and as loud as the lion’s roar.