Hope(less)
The greatest fear I've ever experienced in my 25 years is the realisation that I'm scared of hope.
It's the most bipolar emotion.
In a single moment, you can go from gazing into a glowing-golden horizon to wallowing in the darkest night of your lifetime.
Still, I won't let the possibility of a dark future shadow my ability to hope, and I won't let the fear of change hold me.
Most importantly, I'll be careful with how I use it, and I'll choose my battles differently.
No more silly hope for cake and ice cream.
But hope for redemption...now that's something worth the fear.
No, I won't let go of that despite the greatest terror.
It's the most bipolar emotion.
In a single moment, you can go from gazing into a glowing-golden horizon to wallowing in the darkest night of your lifetime.
Still, I won't let the possibility of a dark future shadow my ability to hope, and I won't let the fear of change hold me.
Most importantly, I'll be careful with how I use it, and I'll choose my battles differently.
No more silly hope for cake and ice cream.
But hope for redemption...now that's something worth the fear.
No, I won't let go of that despite the greatest terror.
