I’d never really considered the possibility that hope could be a painful thing. To me hope embodied anticipation…faith…a desire that keeps one moving forward.
But what if the thing you’re hoping for is the thing that’s holding you back? Something that, by holding out hope, is causing you pain?
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“…So if appropriately measured hope is inspiring and an excess amount can be incapacitating, then it seemed like the absence of hope could only lead to despair.
I’d always thought of the absence of hope as a terrible thing, a painful void where people who’ve stopped dreaming lived. That to be without hope would be like living in a world without music – dim, gray, silent, and severe. But recently a friend helped me see things in an entirely different way…”