tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882776.post112114867450205648..comments2007-04-16T16:42:27.279+10:00Comments on Black Dog Days: Trial By TerrorBlackdoghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09720014208141993804noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882776.post-1121521696603890612005-07-16T23:48:00.000+10:002005-07-16T23:48:00.000+10:00Yes, I see what you mean. I hope this isn't a cra...Yes, I see what you mean. I hope this isn't a crass thing to say, but do you think that having a child means that one <I>must</I> hope, because hopelessness <I>cannot be</I> an option? I don't have children, but I can imagine that if I did I might feel that because they were dependent on me, I <I>had to live</I>, and therefore had to hope. Imagining this now, it feels to me as if it might well be a harder thing to do than one of my options - which is to surrender to hopelessness if things get too tough.brokehttp://but-still-trying.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882776.post-1121487736695523392005-07-16T14:22:00.000+10:002005-07-16T14:22:00.000+10:00The question of whether hope is a cruel and ironic...The question of whether hope is a cruel and ironic device that sustains personal suffering or a distant beacon on which to focus and seek comfort in the darkest of hours is as fascinating as it is important. I find that I have been drawn each way in my hoping at different times. In my own experience however I typically find that I am battered more by the unfulfilled expectations of hope than its potentially masochistic function. I am unable to say for certain why that is although I do think in my case I have steeled myself against the latter interpretation beacuse as you say - "without hope there is very little left." And I have too much to live for to indulge in any other option. <BR/><BR/>(P.S. by phrasing it this way I am not suggesting that its indulgent to suffer through the sustaining power of hope it's simply my way of keeping an additional degree of mental separation. Hopefully this is a safeguard from being battered too mercilessly by hope).Blackdoghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09720014208141993804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8882776.post-1121463905363028582005-07-16T07:45:00.000+10:002005-07-16T07:45:00.000+10:00I think I recognize quite a lot of what you descri...I think I recognize quite a lot of what you describe here. Certainly the necessity to be endlessly patient rings bells. I do confess though that sometimes hope and hoping feel to me more like a cruel prolonging of agony than lifelines. But I guess without hope there is very little left.<BR/>Take care<BR/>Bbrokehttp://but-still-trying.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com