The HOLE (Short Story)

๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธย ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐„ย ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ

There once was a man who fell into a dirt hole in the ground.ย ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ

He didn’t know how it happened or why it happened. All he knew was he was now in a hole. At first freaking out, the man quickly attempted to scramble up to the hole’s surface.ย ๐Ÿ˜จ

He grasped at the sides of the hole around him, frantically grabbing everything and anything he could.ย โœŠ

With his heart pounding, his hands only continued to slide along the dirt walls. His grasping at the walls not only wasn’t working, it was only serving to enlarge the hole he was already in!ย ๐Ÿ•ณ๏ธ

After letting out a scream of frustration, the cold hard truth was sinking in for the man. He may never be able to get out of this hole.ย ๐Ÿ˜จ

Feelings of helplessness slowly enveloped him. The man released his hands from the dirt walls and let out a long sigh of resignation.ย ๐Ÿ˜ž

๐Ÿ’ญย “๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ’๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต…๐˜’๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ…๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต’๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ.”ย ๐Ÿ’ญ

As hard as it was for him to accept, he had finally given into the fact this hole was going to his new home…๐Ÿ 

…A period of time passed. The man started to find ways to keep his mind occupied. He played Tic-Tac-Toe in the dirt. He made drawings on the walls of the hole with his fingers. He even started taking a liking to the dirt he was eating for food!ย ๐Ÿ˜ฒ

๐Ÿ’ญย “๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต…๐˜ช๐˜ต’๐˜ด ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ…๐˜ช๐˜ต’๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฎ…๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ’๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ…๐˜’๐˜ฎ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.”ย ๐Ÿ’ญ

Despite not knowing how or why he found himself in the hole in the first place, it didn’t matter anymore. He was now feeling comfortable.ย ๐Ÿ›Œ

๐Ÿ’ญย “๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด…”ย ๐Ÿ’ญ

But it was just as he had started feeling peaceful did he one day hear footsteps at the surface.ย ๐Ÿ‘ฃ

What appeared to be a passerby was now looking down into the hole at the man. A look of confusion on his face, the passerby shouted down to the man:

๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธย “๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ’๐˜™๐˜Œ ๐˜๐˜• ๐˜ˆ ๐˜๐˜–๐˜“๐˜Œ! ๐˜Ž๐˜Œ๐˜› ๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜› ๐˜–๐˜ ๐˜›๐˜๐˜Œ ๐˜๐˜–๐˜“๐˜Œ!”ย ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ

The man looked up at the passerby. All he could do in response was scoff at the obvious advice.

“๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜›๐˜๐˜๐˜•๐˜’ ๐˜ ๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜•’๐˜› ๐˜›๐˜™๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜‹?!” He shouted to the passerby.ย ๐Ÿ˜ 

The passerby continued to look confused, as if he was trying to figure out what to say next. After another pause he shouted down:

๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธย “๐˜“๐˜๐˜š๐˜›๐˜Œ๐˜• ๐˜›๐˜– ๐˜”๐˜Œ: ๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜Š๐˜ˆ๐˜• ๐˜Ž๐˜Œ๐˜› ๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜› ๐˜–๐˜ ๐˜›๐˜๐˜๐˜š ๐˜๐˜–๐˜“๐˜Œ!”ย ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ

But the man was not having any of it. He was started to feel really angry at this passerby. With a swish of his hand at the passerby, he scoffed. He wanted him to go away.ย ๐Ÿ˜ 

๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธย “๐˜•๐˜– ๐˜š๐˜Œ๐˜™๐˜๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜š๐˜“๐˜ !” the passerby shouted once more. “๐˜ ๐˜Š๐˜ˆ๐˜• ๐˜›๐˜Œ๐˜“๐˜“ ๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜๐˜–๐˜ž ๐˜›๐˜– ๐˜Ž๐˜Œ๐˜› ๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜›!”ย ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ

At this point the man had had enough! His body shaking with rage, he shouted up to the passerby: “๐˜“๐˜Œ๐˜ˆ๐˜๐˜Œ ๐˜”๐˜Œ ๐˜ˆ๐˜“๐˜–๐˜•๐˜Œ!”ย ๐Ÿ˜ก

The passerby’s face turned from confusion to match the man’s angry face.

๐Ÿคฌย “๐˜๐˜๐˜•๐˜Œ, ๐˜™๐˜–๐˜› ๐˜๐˜• ๐˜›๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜™๐˜Œ ๐˜ˆ๐˜“๐˜“ ๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜ž๐˜ˆ๐˜•๐˜›! ๐˜‰๐˜œ๐˜› ๐˜™๐˜Œ๐˜ˆ๐˜“๐˜๐˜ก๐˜Œ ๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ’๐˜™๐˜Œ ๐˜Š๐˜๐˜–๐˜–๐˜š๐˜๐˜•๐˜Ž ๐˜›๐˜– ๐˜š๐˜›๐˜ˆ๐˜  ๐˜๐˜• ๐˜›๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜› ๐˜๐˜–๐˜“๐˜Œ!”ย ๐Ÿคฌ

The passerby stormed off.ย ๐Ÿ‘ฃ

The man felt disgusted at the passerby’s words. “๐˜Š๐˜๐˜–๐˜–๐˜š๐˜๐˜•๐˜Ž?!” He sprang to the tops of his feet and screamed toward the surface:

๐Ÿคฌย “๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜‹๐˜–๐˜•’๐˜› ๐˜’๐˜•๐˜–๐˜ž ๐˜”๐˜Œ!

๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜‹๐˜–๐˜•’๐˜› ๐˜’๐˜•๐˜–๐˜ž ๐˜ž๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜›’๐˜š ๐˜๐˜›’๐˜š ๐˜“๐˜๐˜’๐˜Œ ๐˜‰๐˜Œ๐˜๐˜•๐˜Ž ๐˜”๐˜Œ!

๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜‹๐˜–๐˜•’๐˜› ๐˜’๐˜•๐˜–๐˜ž ๐˜ž๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜› ๐˜๐˜›’๐˜š ๐˜“๐˜๐˜’๐˜Œ ๐˜‰๐˜Œ๐˜๐˜•๐˜Ž ๐˜‹๐˜–๐˜ž๐˜• ๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜™๐˜Œ!

๐˜๐˜–๐˜ž ๐˜‹๐˜ˆ๐˜™๐˜Œ ๐˜ ๐˜–๐˜œ ๐˜š๐˜ˆ๐˜  ๐˜ ‘๐˜Š๐˜๐˜–๐˜–๐˜š๐˜Œ’ ๐˜›๐˜– ๐˜‰๐˜Œ ๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜™๐˜Œ!

๐˜ ๐˜Š๐˜ˆ๐˜•’๐˜› ๐˜Ž๐˜Œ๐˜› ๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜› ๐˜–๐˜ ๐˜›๐˜๐˜๐˜š ๐˜๐˜–๐˜“๐˜Œ, ๐˜ˆ๐˜•๐˜‹ ๐˜›๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜›’๐˜š ๐˜ˆ ๐˜Ž๐˜–๐˜‹๐˜‹๐˜ˆ๐˜”๐˜• ๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜Š๐˜›!”ย ๐Ÿคฌ

There was a moment of silence. Not a sound came from the surface. The man’s body, stiff as a nail, started to tremble. He had been holding his breath the whole time. The first exhale he took quickly turned into a whimper, and he collapsed to the ground in tears.ย ๐Ÿ˜ญ

The feelings of helplessness had returned. He instantly felt upset for the things he had just said.ย ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ

๐Ÿ’ญย “๐˜ ๐˜—๐˜œ๐˜š๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜‹ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ž๐˜ˆ๐˜  ๐˜›๐˜๐˜Œ ๐˜–๐˜•๐˜“๐˜  ๐˜—๐˜Œ๐˜™๐˜š๐˜–๐˜• ๐˜ž๐˜๐˜– ๐˜Š๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜“๐˜‹ ๐˜๐˜Œ๐˜“๐˜— ๐˜”๐˜Œ! ๐˜๐˜›’๐˜š ๐˜ˆ๐˜“๐˜“ ๐˜”๐˜  ๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜œ๐˜“๐˜›!”ย ๐Ÿ’ญ

While a part of him was comfortable and accepting of his predicament, a small part of him still had a desire to get out of the hole. And the passerby had been a reminder for that small part of him.ย ๐Ÿ’ฅ

Unfortunately, his anger had camouflaged his cry for help.ย ๐Ÿ˜ข

As the man continued to cry, he heard footsteps again. Quickly wiping away his tears out of shame, he looked up and saw the passerby had returned.ย ๐Ÿ‘ค

The passerby squatted down to his knees and took a long deep breath. Composed, and in a much softer tone, the passerby looked the man straight in his eyes and asked:

๐Ÿ’ฌย “๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ’๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ?”ย ๐Ÿ’ฌ

The man didn’t know how to respond. He was confused, because as a matter of fact no one told him this.ย ๐Ÿค”

He had told this to himself so many times he now believed it.ย ๐Ÿ‘ค

๐Ÿ’ฌย “๐˜๐˜ต’๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜บ, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ.”ย ๐Ÿ’ฌ

The passerby grabbed the edges of the hole and jumped in feet-first. He landed right next to the man.ย ๐Ÿ’จ

๐Ÿ’ฌย “๐˜š๐˜ฐ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ’๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ,” the passerby continued in his soft tone as he looked around. “๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ’๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ’๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜’๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜š๐˜๐˜–๐˜ž ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต.”ย ๐Ÿ’ฌ The passerby smiled.

The man looked down, ready to cry. He felt ashamed. Again, his mind was conflicted between the place he had just started to make his home and his desire to escape.ย โ†”๏ธ

The man replied faintly: “๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ‘๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ’ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.”ย ๐Ÿ˜ž

The passerby slowly squatted his hands onto his knees, still looking at the man. “๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ’๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ. ๐˜’๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ.”ย ๐Ÿ‘

The man let out a deep sigh of his own as the passerby leaned in toward him.

๐Ÿ’ฌย “๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ, ๐˜’๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜”๐˜ˆ๐˜•๐˜  ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง, ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ! ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ’๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ช๐˜ต’๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ’๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ.

๐˜’๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜›๐˜Œ๐˜“๐˜“ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ’๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜š๐˜๐˜–๐˜ž ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ!”ย ๐Ÿ’ฌย The passerby smiled once again.

The man tilted his head up at the passerby and managed to crack a smile. He couldn’t understand why, but he suddenly felt more receptive to the passerby’s assistance than he did moments ago.

Perhaps it was in part due to the passerby’s willingness to be in the same hole as him.ย ๐Ÿ˜…

๐Ÿ’ญย “๐˜๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜’๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ป๐˜บ.”ย ๐Ÿ’ญ

And thus, the passerby started to teach the man the tools to get out of the hole.ย ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿซ

At first, the tools the passerby taught to the man sounded like nothing more than common sense! At many points, the man couldn’t help but laugh at his dumbfoundedness!

๐Ÿ’ญย “๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต’๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ! ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ’๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ?!”ย ๐Ÿ’ญ

He soon realized that contrary to popular belief, common sense isn’t common! And his initial solution for getting out of the hole (grabbing at the dirt walls) wasn’t very practical.ย ๐Ÿ’ฏ

But with these tools no longer labeled as “๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ” but as “๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ด” in his mind, the man found his way out of the hole and onto the surface!ย ๐Ÿ˜„

As he took his first steps on the surface, he was suddenly reminded of how amazing his ife was before falling into the hole. He had been in the hole for so long, with nothing to remind him of his past life, he had forgotten how great it felt to be alive again.ย โ˜€๏ธ

The man turned to the passerby. “๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ,” he said, ready to cry again.ย โค๏ธ

The passerby smiled. “๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ: ๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ.”ย ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

The man smiled. And the passerby leaned in for one final word.

“๐‘จ๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†’๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’‘๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’–๐’„๐’Œ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’๐’๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’”๐’ ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’‰๐’†๐’๐’‘.”ย ๐Ÿ™Œ

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Why Our Darkness MATTERS!

Many of us have been there, where we’ve experienced such dark moments we would never wish them upon anyone.ย ๐Ÿ–ค

You felt depressed. Worthless. Helpless. The feelings felt like leeches feeding on you physically and mentally.ย ๐Ÿ‘ค

I’ve been down in the darkness myself. Contrary to popular belief, I’ve not always been this positive of a person!ย ๐Ÿ˜ฒ

But it’s because I’ve been down in the darkness that I’m up here now.ย โฌ†๏ธ

I urge you: don’t let the dark moments negatively define your life. I want to provide you this reminder, to provide you hope.ย โ˜€๏ธ

I won’t tell you to forget about your past. Far from it! Running from your past suppresses what already has shaped a part of you.ย โ†ฉ๏ธ

What I will say is to use your past in a more empowering form. You’ve suffered and lived those dark moments…but you’re also still here. You survived. You’ve learned. You’ve grown. And you’ve become a massively stronger person having been there.ย ๐Ÿ’ช

I know some people will tell you to forget about your past and just focus on all the positives in your life.ย ๐Ÿ‘€

But what these people miss is the understanding that out of darkness can come an even brighter light. After all, you cannot have light without darkness.ย ๐Ÿ’ž

You would not be the person you are today without your past. It’s not to say the past wasn’t painful, but to say the pain wasn’t for nothing, that out of the pain came a newfound understanding, a knowledge many won’t ever be able to fully understand.ย ๐Ÿ™Œ

And with that, there are many others in the world who are still struggling with this darkness who need to hear our stories.ย ๐Ÿ‘ฅ

I love making posts to lift people up. But I also won’t be afraid to enter the darkness to find more light. Because again, you cannot have light without darkness.๐Ÿ’ก

You are not alone. You matter. And you are loved.ย โค๏ธ

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Why We Should REMEMBER Tomorrow!

Have you ever done something you regret? Have you ever said something to someone you wish you could take back?ย ๐Ÿค”
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Perhaps you were in a bad mood at the time. Perhaps you weren’t thinking clearly. Perhaps it was “just one of those days” for you.ย ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ
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Well here’s the good news: There’s always tomorrow. Whatever it was, it doesn’t mean you can’t change it for tomorrow.ย ๐Ÿ˜Š
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๐ŸŒŸย We’re growing every day.ย ๐ŸŒŸ
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When we were children, did our parents give up on us because when we made a mistake? Will we do the same with ourselves?ย ๐Ÿค”
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๐ŸŒŸย Acknowledge the Child in you, let him/her know tomorrow is a new day to try again.ย ๐ŸŒŸ
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Keep moving. Keep growing. Keep striving.ย โค๏ธย #TranscendLabels

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Why Problems Are GIFTS!

Things don’t always go the way we want them to.ย ๐Ÿ‘

๐Ÿ“ย Someone doesn’t keep their promise to you.

๐Ÿ“ย Your car breaks down at the worst possible time.

๐Ÿ“ย Just nothing in your day goes as planned.

Life can hit you when you least expect it. And it will hit hard!ย ๐Ÿ’ฅ

So we can complain. We can whine. We can cry. We can feel sorry for ourselves. We can do all of the above!ย ๐Ÿ˜ค

But…there’s another option!ย ๐Ÿ˜ฒ

๐ŸŒŸย When expectations about how our lives “should” be aren’t met we suffer.ย ๐ŸŒŸ

When these moments come, and they surely will, how about we be prepared…๐Ÿ”Ž

๐Ÿง ย To remind ourselves these moments are temporary.

๐Ÿง ย To remind ourselves what we’re feeling is temporary.

๐Ÿง ย To ask ourselves: “What is the gift I can take from this situation?

Wait wait wait! Problems are NOT gifts! They are problems: painful, annoying, and useless!”ย ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ

But who’s to say problems can’t also be “gifts“?ย ๐Ÿ˜‰

๐ŸŒŸย What if we could treat every problem we experienced in our lives as a gift, another opportunity for us to grow as individuals?ย ๐ŸŒŸ

It’s easy to get caught up in “the heat of the moment“! I’ve done it myself too.ย ๐Ÿ‘

But the ultimate triumph comes when, even in the most heated of situations, you allow yourself to stop, think, and reconsider your perspective.ย ๐Ÿ’ช

Purposefully, you turn what your brain first said was a negative into a positive.ย ๐Ÿ˜

๐ŸŒŸย Take control of your emotions or your emotions will take control of you. ๐ŸŒŸ

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