Hope is cruel. Hope deceives. Hope is the privilege of the fortunate and the young. To people like me, the idea of hope is the finely honed razor that gleefully laughs and dances in its refined deceptive, sadistic glory while it separates the last remnants of self even more from the human experience
Let's be honest and drop the rainbowed infused unicorn farce of pithy affirmations and cognitive dissonance they try to force down our throats about do this, try that, if you just believe, people care, self care, find your tribe, nature, a dog, - bullshit on top of bullshit on top of more inapplicable, unhelpful bullshit. It worked for us so it will work for you,you dumb, lazy slobs. "You're just not trying hard enough."
Hope either is or it is not. You cannot force hope within, cannot wish it to exist.
Hope, its very concept, the futility of it, the inability to feel it crushes the person told repeatedly, "You must have hope" when there is no hope of hope for some.
"Some are born to sweet delight. Some are born to endless night" - William Blake
