Recently I fell into a hole. There was a cover on it making it appear steady. I casually was walking when I stepped inside. Shock over came me and I quickly pulled out my leg. Unfortunately my leg became extremely bruised. Yellowing and purple marks were scattered all up my leg, it wasn't pretty, plus there was some scratches that added to the whole mess. Three weeks later I still can not feel a section of my leg, if you were to come up and touch it I wouldn't have any idea unless I saw you put your finger there!
"Now what does this all have to do with our lives? I mean, it's all fine and dandy that you fell in a hole and can't feel a part of your leg, but how is this applicable to me?" you say.
Occasionally we fall into emotional holes or fall of cliffs. Sometimes we can't get up by ourselves. Luckily when I fell into the hole, I had some people nearby that helped pull me out, this is like those people that help us out as of our emotional holes, our supports - friends and family. We all get depressed and feel down, it's a natural human emotion. But it is unnatural for that emotion to start affecting normal life. You should be able to bounce back and get out of your pothole. If you're so depressed you aren't getting out of bed to eat, to brush your teeth or get dressed you might want to consider seeing a therapist.
However, there are ways that we can prevent falling into holes or falling off of cliffs. We can put up fences. Fences are like our standards, if we know where we stand on certain issues it won't be a problem when we are faced with the temptation preventing later heartache and depression. If you know that you are never going to smoke a cigarette, when someone offers you one, you won't be tempted to take it. If you know you're not going to kiss, hold hands, or whatever on the first date than you won't have as hard of a time saying no if the choice arises.
A Fence or an Ambulance Joseph Malins (1895) - a poem about prevention - 'Twas a dangerous cliff, as they freely confessed, Though to walk near its crest was so pleasant; But over its terrible edge there had slipped A duke and full many a peasant. So the people said something would have to be done, But their projects did not at all tally; Some said, "Put a fence 'round the edge of the cliff," Some, "An ambulance down in the valley."
But the cry for the ambulance carried the day, For it spread through the neighboring city; A fence may be useful or not, it is true, But each heart became full of pity For those who slipped over the dangerous cliff; And the dwellers in highway and alley Gave pounds and gave pence, not to put up a fence, But an ambulance down in the valley.
"For the cliff is all right, if your careful," they said, "And, if folks even slip and are dropping, It isn't the slipping that hurts them so much As the shock down below when they're stopping." So day after day, as these mishaps occurred, Quick forth would those rescuers sally To pick up the victims who fell off the cliff, With their ambulance down in the valley.
Then an old sage remarked: "It's a marvel to me That people give far more attention To repairing results than to stopping the cause, When they'd much better aim at prevention. Let us stop at its source all this mischief," cried he, "Come, neighbors and friends, let us rally; If the cliff we will fence, we might almost dispense With the ambulance down in the valley."
"Oh he's a fanatic," the others rejoined, "Dispense with the ambulance? Never! He'd dispense with all charities, too, if he could; No! No! We'll support them forever. Aren't we picking up folks just as fast as they fall? And shall this man dictate to us? Shall he? Why should people of sense stop to put up a fence, While the ambulance works in the valley?"
But the sensible few, who are practical too, Will not bear with such nonsense much longer; They believe that prevention is better than cure, And their party will soon be the stronger. Encourage them then, with your purse, voice, and pen, And while other philanthropists dally, They will scorn all pretense, and put up a stout fence On the cliff that hangs over the valley.
Better guide well the young than reclaim them when old, For the voice of true wisdom is calling. "To rescue the fallen is good, but 'tis best To prevent other people from falling." Better close up the source of temptation and crime Than deliver from dungeon or galley; Better put a strong fence 'round the top of the cliff Than an ambulance down in the valley.f
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