I had a revelation.
The other day, the light bulb finally went off in my head (and did not start an electrical fire).
I have a necklace that says "hope". I wear it because it reminds me to have hope. Hope is what has gotten me through life...has gotten me through so many difficult times. If I didn't have hope (as exaggerated as it may be), I would not have lasted this long.
Hope (as well as faith), obviously, can be a wonderful thing. It can get you through the most trying of times. However, I have realized that there comes a time when a person can have too much hope. At that point, hope becomes detrimental, and causes more harm than good.
I will use an example that I am familiar with (because I have twice experienced it)...
being in an abusive relationship.
Granted, there are a great many more factors involved in a situation such as that, but, for all intent and purposes, I'm using that example.
When you are on the receiving end of an abusive relationship, every day you're hoping for life to get better. You keep hoping that your partner is going to "see the light", and become a better person....a nice person(the person they were when you met them).
In that particular situation, having hope for a better everything can go on endlessly. The hope is alive as long as you are alive.
In reality, though, the abuser will most likely never get "better". The never ending, falsified, imagined hope becomes a detriment in this type of situation. Your hope keeps you in this horrible environment, and your hope keeps you continuously hurt, physically and/or mentally.
In this instance, hope is bad...believing that there is hope for something that you know will never come to be. That's when the imagination and the brain are not working together.
I could go on. I probably will at a later date.
I just needed to get this finished and published before I find another excuse to not do it...or just get too depressed to make myself do it.
In that particular situation, having hope for a better everything can go on endlessly. The hope is alive as long as you are alive.
In reality, though, the abuser will most likely never get "better". The never ending, falsified, imagined hope becomes a detriment in this type of situation. Your hope keeps you in this horrible environment, and your hope keeps you continuously hurt, physically and/or mentally.
In this instance, hope is bad...believing that there is hope for something that you know will never come to be. That's when the imagination and the brain are not working together.
I could go on. I probably will at a later date.
I just needed to get this finished and published before I find another excuse to not do it...or just get too depressed to make myself do it.