Quotes About Hopelessness

If disgust was a shotgun I would've blown my own head off.

It's no life, Paula. It's a living nightmare.

All that was left for me was a terrible kind of paralysis, this waiting game, this heartbreak game.

the damage has been simmering for years and has no doubt found other ways to erupt, in feelings of shame or hopelessness, drawing her unconsciously to people and situations that echo or approximate the original pain.

A country where everybody always running from the next body feeling they's better. But mark my words, one of these days they gon all run out of where-to-run.

Hopelessness is a form of silence, of denying the world and fleeing from it. The dehumanization resulting from an unjust order is not a cause for despair but for hope, leading to the incessant pursuit of the humanity denied by injustice.

Tis a dream that I in sadness Here am bound, the scorn of fate;

For other women that kind of intimacy—the physical, mental and emotional closeness to a man, a lover—was something they took for granted. But she would never travel through life with a man she loved and who loved her in return. Out of nowhere, a yearning ache of loss welled up inside her. A sense of barren hopelessness that panicked and angered her.

The abandonment mélange is the fear and toxic shame that surrounds and interacts with the abandonment depression. The abandonment depression itself is the deadened feeling of helplessness and hopelessness that afflicts traumatized children.

Endangerment is the process of constantly projecting danger onto safe enough situations. Your recovering depends on learning how to recognize and confront the 14 inner critic attacks listed below. When this process of recovering is bypassed, these deeply engrained programs continue to send you tumbling back into the overwhelming fear, shame and hopelessness of your childhood abandonment.

The critic's black-and-white assessment is: "Either I'm cured or I'm still hopelessly defective." And once you identify with your critic's pronouncement of defectiveness, you are off and spiraling downward into a full-fledged flashback - captured once again in the ice veneer of toxic shame that freezes one in the Cptsd stranglehold of helplessness and hopelessness

There are mornings when it feels as if you rise up to the surface through a mud bath. With your feet stuck in a block of cement. When you know that you've expired in the night and have nothing to be happy about except the fact that at least you've already died so they can't transplant your lifeless organs.

But the men would not listen to him. So the Levite took his concubine and sent her outside to them, and they raped her and abused her throughout the night, and at dawn they let her go.

He despairs of his return from darkness; he is marked for the sword.

They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.

All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:

“A vile disease has been poured into him; he will never get up from where he lies!”

I am counted among those descending to the Pit. I am like a man without strength.

You have laid me in the lowest Pit, in the darkest of the depths.

You have removed my friends from me; You have made me repulsive to them; I am confined and cannot escape.

Then they will look to the earth and see only distress and darkness and the gloom of anguish. And they will be driven into utter darkness.

Therefore all hands will fall limp, and every manís heart will melt.

You should have kept your feet from going bare and your throat from being thirsty. But you said, ëIt is hopeless! For I love foreign gods, and I must go after them.í

But they will reply, ëIt is hopeless. We will follow our own plans, and each of us will act according to the stubbornness of his evil heart.í”