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RE: Hope dies last... / Die Hoffnung stirbt zuletzt...
A lot of us can relate to this story. Sometimes this heartbreak can come from a family member. I remember when I lost my mom.
After we rushed her to the hospital, she was admitted and in no time, she started recuperating. She was under observation by the doctors for two weeks and was planning to be discharged, so we could do a thanksgiving ceremony for her that Sunday.
But just when the illusion of hope felt real, she became sick and within a matter of minutes, we lost her.
I have often heard that people who are suffering greatly feel better again shortly before their end. Perhaps that is true. Perhaps it makes sense. Perhaps one should depart in a spirit of reconciliation and not full of anger and pain. Perhaps one should be able to say goodbye consciously. Perhaps it is also because one has let go internally, is ready...
I associated hope, interest, curiosity and fun with Steem. All of that has disappeared, partly turning into annoyance, anger and disappointment. People who have been active here much longer than I have must feel even worse about what is left of what used to be a cool thing. My illusion was that we all had consistent or compatible ideas about such a platform. That has dissolved. So is it better to make a quick and radical retreat, as many users are doing? Or to continue to endure the frustration...?