“My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.”
– L.M Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
A Life Raft to Save Us From Drowning In Despair
Whenever illness is at it’s worst; bringing darkness, a well-meaning person will often advise to “never give up hope.”
The promise of hope is a life-vest; the only thing that can save us from sinking into the depths of the abyss below. A light to drown out the darkness of despair and hopelessness that accompany chronic illness.
"The promise of hope can often seem like a light to help drown out the darkness of despair and hopelessness that accompany chronic illness." Share on XEvery morning, new hope is born. The unwavering desire that despite what our head tells us, we will one day get better. Hope that a cure or a more successful treatment is on the horizon. Hope that today will be the day when the medicine prescribed will suddenly work and successful in alleviating suffering. A hope that although the symptoms are a constant companion, their presence will not hinder our plans.
With a diagnosis and the permanency of the chronic illness on the rest of our lives, you would think that hope would become extinct. However, it is not the case. Every day, regardless of the permanency of pain and illness, we hope.
Hope is often the thread that allows us to hold on and survive the worst of days.
"Hope is often the thread that allows us to hold on and survive the worst of days while living with the many symptoms that accompany chronic illness." Share on XHope, however, does not always provide the comfort and reassurance that it promises. We know our conditions well enough, to realise the idea of a cure or the promise of remission of our symptoms is improbable. But, the sliver of hope, these thoughts grant becomes intoxicating, and which we ruminate in our minds.
When Hope Only Leaves The Taste of Bitter Disappointment
Hope no longer brings the promise of sunshine and rainbows. Instead, when our hopes and expectations become defeated by illness, we are left with the bitter taste of disappointment. As the number of losses increases and the list of what we can no longer do becomes longer, hope becomes further out of our grasp.
Hope creates incredibly cruel disappointment in the life of someone living with a chronic illness. Hoping that chronic illness will disappear begins a cycle of grief when year after year, its symptoms are still residing in our lives and with no intention of absconding.
"Hope creates incredibly cruel disappointment and a neverending cycle of grief when year after year chronic illness still exists and has no intention of disappearing." Share on XWhile plagued with debilitating and unrelenting symptoms; symptoms that have such a profound negative impact on our quality of life sparks the hope that these symptoms will end. A desire for the end of the distressing and merciless symptoms and the expiration date handed to the current flare. But when upon waking and instantly met with the same crippling symptoms, the flame of hope extinguishes once more.
With each doctor’s appointment and the discussion of new medications and treatments, hope begins to bubble that these will what finally works and relieve the disabling pain. But when they don’t, and the search begins again for something that will, hope begins to fade once again.
When the flame of hope is extinguished time and time again, hope begins to dwindle, becoming hopelessness, sometimes even into despair.
"When the flame of hope is extinguished time and time again, hope begins to dwindle, becoming hopelessness, sometimes even into despair." Share on XAspirations For Life And The Future
Every one of us has hopes and aspirations, chronic illness or not. Growing up, we have aspirations toward a particular career path, or as we become older, our dreams include winning the lottery and the financial stability that it would provide.
To achieve such hopes and dreams, we prepare, taking steps to make them become a reality. We attend university for a degree to prepare for a career in our dream profession. In regards to winning the lottery, we are well aware that this is very unlikely ever to happen, so we learn to save to plan for the future. In these circumstances, we cannot rely on hope alone for us to accomplish our dreams. We cannot realise our dreams without preparing for reality.
When diagnosed with a chronic illness, we are expected to rely on hope to cope with our new reality. Many people tell us not to give up and to have faith. Discussions rarely include how to plan for a future with illness, or ways to prepare for this unexpected new reality. What is needed more than hope is an encouragement to be brave and how to nurture strength and resilience. And more importantly, on effective coping strategies to deal with the many ups and downs of living with a long-term illness.
"What is needed more than hope is an encouragement to be brave and how to nurture strength and resilience. And more importantly, on effective coping strategies to deal with the many ups and downs of living with illness." Share on XWhen we accept the presence of chronic illness and the effects that it will likely have, we can make provisions and plans for when the inevitable bad days occur. Hoping that our bodies will suddenly heal only prevents us from cultivating the courage and resilience when healing doesn’t happen or continues to deteriorate.
And Hard To Find In A Life Of Illness and Suffering
When living with constant debilitating symptoms; symptoms that are often disabling hope is hard to find. Instead, we attempt ‘to fake it until we make it.’ We wear a mask and pretend that hope still exists despite the suffering that symptoms provoke. In doing so, we are not being truthful to ourselves or those around us and therefore not being authentic.
Today’s culture demands positivity. Between the memes and messages online and countless self-help books, all depicting positivity as the answer to all our problems. In a world in which authenticity is encouraged and celebrated, it is ironic that the same culture demands we face chronic illness inauthentically hiding behind hope and a faked smile. And in doing so, we feel uncomfortable and feel even more alone than before.
"In a world in which authenticity is encouraged and celebrated, it is ironic that the same culture demands we face chronic illness inauthentically hiding behind hope and a faked smile." Share on XDespite all of this, however, doesn’t mean that I am without hope. Instead, I am letting go of hope for things that are not within my control, like my health, for example. Choosing instead to accept the way things are, living in the present moment and finding gratitude despite all the difficulties and adversities caused by illness.
Today my hopes are not extravagant are out of reach; often, I choose to hope that my health remains the same, and not to get any worse. I am hoping for further adventures on cruise ships (very likely to happen after booking one for October 2020).
Hoping for a cure or a miraculous disappearance of this neurological disorder have ended in my graveyard of buried hopes. If one day a cure is found for my condition, then I would very much welcome it, but it wouldn’t be because I hoped for it.
"Hoping for a cure or a miraculous disappearance of symptoms have only ended in my graveyard of buried hopes. If one day a cure is found, then I would very much welcome it, but it wouldn't be because I hoped for it." Share on X
3 Comments
I think you’ve described how I view hope brilliantly – “Hope is often the thread that allows us to hold on and survive the worst of days”. But you’re right, it doesn’t always live up to what we expect, or what others might think of it. Having hope isn’t easy in the first place when you’re worn down and facing chronic illness day in, day out, but finding hope tested to the limits and shattered into a million pieces at the end of the day is disheartening. I think your perspective of “letting go of hope for things that are not within my control” is a sensible one, it reduces the level of disappointment and I think we can cause ourselves a lot of stress over things that we can’t affect, too. Readjusting hope & keeping the expectations low are what I go for, too.
This is a fantastic post because it’s so grounded, realistic and honest. You’re written it beautifully, Rhiann ♥
Caz xx
What a beautiful post. I am planning to feature on grief on my blog in October. Maybe you would be interested in a guest post. Go to the link provided for more information.
Really great post! I can totally relate and have moved to a place like that which you speak of towards the end; acceptance and gratitude. Like you, I have not lost hope, but now, I no longer rely on it to withstand my multiple illnesses. Now, like you, I rely on tenacity and strength to survive all that’s thrown at me. Thanks for a great read!! ❤️