~WeLcoMe To My LIfE~

Once upon a time, there was a baby eagle who refused to fly. He was so scared of flying, he decided not to fly at all. All his other siblings tried to convince him, but he still didn’t want to fly. As he got bigger, he became more and more unhappy. He was bored staying in the nest all day. But even then, he couldn’t overcome his fear. The other eagles felt sorry for him, so they tried again to convince him to fly. He refused. He said, he fell down the first time, the tree was so big and high, and it hurt so much, he’s scared to try again. So, he wallow in self-pity, feeling sorry for himself, became more and more unhappy and died of depression.

The point is, eagle is meant to fly. When he’s not flying, he’s not doing what he’s supposed to do, that’s why he became unhappy. It’s true, even if he’s flying, it doesn’t mean that he’ll be happier, but at least, he’s doing something, he’s seeing more things, and he might find something that he’s interested in, other thatn staying in and feeling sorry for himself and depnding on others to take care of him.

..hehehe, this was the story made up from my Psychiatrist Registrar, to get a patient’s husband to understand her condition, hence helping her to take charge of her life. Sweet, eh? And I thought, he read this somewhere. okla.. the last bit yg eagle tu die of depression tu aku tambah sendrik laa :p.

thehealthinspector: Allah tidak akan mengubah nasib sesuatu kaum, kecuali mereka berusaha mengubahnya.

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