Jangan Memberi Harapan Novels & Stories

Sometimes all I can do is sit and wonder at what happens in life. I can't weep because my eyes have lost its well of water. I have cried and can't again. Everyone will always say there is hope and I strongly believe in that. I strongly believe everyone will always say there is hope and not hope itself. Sometimes, I wonder if I should just kick myself and tell them there isn't but I can’t do that because I have to always keep my mouth shut.

"But I've learned that hoping too much only leads to misery. Excessive expectations are a poison that kills you slowly." My heart clenched at her words. They echoed my own experiences with family expectations, the constant struggle to prove yourself worthy of love that should have been unconditional. The raw humanity of the moment struck me. How alike we were in our pain, despite everything else that divided us. "What do you think I should do?" Karina's question hung in the salt-laden air. I began brushing sand from my clothes, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. "The sacrifices you make at the expense of your feelings... no one's going to stand up and applaud your self-destruction."

The silence between us was no longer just empty; it was charged with unspoken truths, with things we both knew but couldn’t say. “Just don’t get your hopes up. What you will find ahead may not be like what you expect.” His voice softened slightly, but the weight of his words hit me harder than I anticipated. It was like he was warning me, not just about what I might find, but about the consequences of seeking the truth. The unspoken message was clear: Sometimes, knowing more doesn’t bring the peace you think it will. It just opens up new doors, doors you might not want to open.

That's not what I expected from such a huge icon but I guess that's how the world is. Even you're closest ones don't mind stabbing at your back, what can you expect from others? So, it's better not to expect anything from anyone. Cause at the end, expectation hurts. I've spent all these years to find love that I wanted in my life, but I guess God has no such plans for me.

Time really flies too fast. When you want it to go slow, and adjust, it will just do the opposite one. And when you want it to fly fast, it will go slow. And the best thing to do is to not expect and think of something that is impossible that will definitely hurt your feelings in no time. Expecting is the thing we should avoid to keep our heart safe from pain. For us not to be disappointed, let us stop imagining things that will never happen.

No more, no less. Giving hope for something that don't really happen or impossible to happen can cause you to a very traumatizing heartache, and in be able to avoid it, let's just pretend that it's just nothing. In that way, you're life will be more better. That's why don't always give a meaning in every gesture that someone's showing to you. Less hopes, less pressure. Don't conclude a thing, if it's not really able to happen ever. That's an advice, sweetie.◠‿◕

Don't let anyone take your happiness away from you; it was never theirs to take. To Sean. It doesn't matter what the nature of your problems is or how severe your misfortune is. Don't give up hope. Never give in to frustration because life is a mix of joys and sorrows. Nobody can take your pain away, so don't let them take your happiness away.

I decide to cool down my excitement and listen to her. "Hello there. I do not know who you are, or why your despair is affecting me. But whatever it is, I need you to know that things eventually get better in life. I am not just giving you false hope. I am saying this from experience. Please stop worrying because life is full of happy surprises. Just take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Pick yourself up and go about your days holding on to the hope. Even if there is nothing left, hope always sticks around."

"God, I’m exhausted and nothing even happened." Rain propped his feet up on the chair across from him, completely relaxed now. "You think this is bad? Wait till they're here. No sleep. Constant noise. Explosive poop." I shot him a glare. "Wow. Inspirational. Painting the dream here." He held up his hands. "Hey, man. I’m just setting expectations. Low expectations mean you’re less disappointed." "You're supposed to say something helpful," I said. "Like ‘we’ll figure it out’ or ‘you’re going to be a great dad.’ Not ‘prepare for a poopocalypse.’"

Keep your cool. If your expectation is a bit out of line or unorthodox maybe look at changing it or tossing it to the wind. There’s a quote somewhere that says expectations are the bane of happiness.