false hope – a trick or a treat?

To look forward to something that has a strong chance of not happening and you may or may not know it.

Recently, I was quite spooked. A situation arose that was rooted in false hope. In an attempt to make sense of this horror story, I voiced my concern to a friend.

Okay, fine  – that’s not entirely true.

I didn’t exactly ‘voice concern’ – ranting incessantly is a better description.  It was warranted, mind you. And, it was rather frightening. The delusion of false hope in this matter was inhibiting daily functioning that inadvertently affected me. See, my freak out was completely justified. Thankfully, my friend was patient and objective enough to take my emotional outburst out of the equation. By doing so, he allowed better insight. Oddly enough, I was receptive to his words.

(Side note to those that have known me for years: Tricks on you . I have evolved – a skeleton of existence no more.)

Anyway, after that conversation, I was at peace. It was quite cathartic – instantly yielding much needed perspective. However, the more I pondered his synoptic evaluation  of the situation, the more I realized I ultimately disagreed with his assessment. Oh, I was still calmed and remained at peace – which is good. But I so began doubting what he said.

(Sheet! I don’t stand a ghost of a chance of ever maturing, eh!?)

In short, he stated that sometimes false hope is better than none.

Think about it, we’ve all been there – thought that. Hell, I want a bigger dick. I’m a 56 year old white male. It just ain’t gonna happen. However, entertaining the thought that it could happen every now and then can make a shitty day … better. But, thankfully, my diluted thinking stops there.

False hope that does not affect the interests of others is morally permissible but not virtuous

Unfortunately,  the situation I sought advice about does affect others AND disrupts daily functioning. This is problematic.

There’s plenty more to say regarding that, but to do so is well beyond the scope of this post. Besides, I am totally over it and moved on. I ain’t crossing no CAUTION tape and entering that demolition bound haunted house. There is nothing false about my hopes. Everything I aspire to attain is rooted in realistic expectations; a belief that it will come to fruition.

Well, aside from that whole size issue mentioned above, that is. If that actually happened, it would be quite the treat!


                                               Happy Halloween

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