I have no hope because I know modern psychology can take one man and make him a trillion.
I have no hope because modern psychology pathologizes not having hope calling it “depression” whose treatment often is only effective for three years. Hopelessness is stigmatized as being too negative or illogical when a lot of times it is an accurate assessment of what is in front of you.
I am have no hope because modern psychology has made life all about empowerment and personal happiness which has only resulted in the personal happiness most powerful being important.
I have no hope because modern psychology has helped make everyone hyper individualistic so being dependent or interdependent is stigmatized. Of course when the people on top offer each other help it doesn’t get stigmatized but once you are on the bottom every interaction those higher up perform for you is seen as sacrificial and altruistic.
I have no hope because the things I want are so easy to procure but the things I need are out of reach.
I have no hope because religion gives me an imperative to hope without any reason to. Somehow reading some text and performing magical thinking will smoke and mirrors negative assessment of the future away.
I have no hope because when I go to a party with my sister’s friends I get ignored while everyone else gets talked to.
I have no hope because I even get turned down for a ride to a Quaker meeting house.
I have no hope because there is no one or nothing I would quit an addiction for.
I have no hope because I recognize hope is social—something you can be in or left out of. This definition offends people because they know it’s true and additionally they know they are hoarding hope and not offering it to anyone else because it is a scarce commodity which lessens the worse the world gets.
I have no hope because I recognize that for me and many others hope in God comes only after having a full bodied faith in him; once there are cracks in your faith the hope dribbles out.
I have no hope because the times I’ve been cut off and abandoned this year. I realize people who cut me off know something bad about my future that I do not yet.
I have no hope but I’m not a suicide risk because I don’t have the means to actually do it.