Losing Hope

It’s such a strange thing: hope. There are some moments in life when that’s all we have. Hope. Faith in prayers. Hoping beyond hope that the thing we are dreading will never come to fruition.

But what happens when hoping has no purpose? When the “if” becomes “when.” When there’s no reason to hope someone will get better, because you know they won’t. When the treatment stops. When the worst becomes inevitable.

When there’s nothing left to do but wait. Wait for the news. Wait for your heart to skip a beat every time your phone makes a noise, wondering if it’s time; if you’ll finally hear what you wish you never will.

What is the point of hope in the first place if it only lifts you up to let you fall even farther?

“Let me tell you something my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.” — Stephen King


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