Novel & Cerita Jangan Memberi Harapan

"Don't pretend to be fine. Let out all your anger. Since the circumstances cannot be changed, we can only manage what we can control." Barbara shook her head. One of her hands was clenched in front of her chest. "I can't control myself." "That's because the pressure you bear is too great. Just let it go. You can be angry, you can be disappointed. But after that, you have to contain what's left, including hope." "Mom has no hope of returning to the way she was before." Barbara's voice turned raspy. "That's not what I meant. I talk about the hope for you to move on with your life. Don't you want to start a new chapter? You said you wanted to be independent. You want to be successful in your ow

says the teenager with a chortle, “You think that means Prince Desoare is in this kingdom.” “I don’t want to destroy anyone’s hope but I think I might have to give you all an old reminder here,” observes a man with a greyish beard. He looks to be the oldest in the room. Both Mariet and the teenager stop arguing, glancing reluctantly at the old man. “False hope is sometimes more dangerous than the enemy itself. We have been too hopeful in the past with no plan. It’s time we learned from the past. Also, let’s not jump to conclusions.”

but didn't voice it out. " I don't want to hope for something that won't happen, 'coz waiting for him is like waiting for the sun and it'𝘴 ray during winter season, it's pointless and very disappointing. Being his saviour is a bonus if he realizes his true feelings " my voice cracked up. " I know you've been badly hurt but just think about it okay ? I guess it's not too late right ?" he asked Sighing " Maybe or let's see what will happen beside we don't know what the future holds "

I said before stepping away with the coordinator. As we walked, Jani leaned in beside me and said softly, “A little reminder, Addi…” I turned to face her, attentive. “Stop clinging to people like them. They’re way too high up. Don’t reach for what you can’t have. Just be content with where you are and what you’ve got. Don’t go hoping there’s more. Mind your own goddamn business.” That left me hollow. Absolutely hollow.

In fact, there is a lack of love, and that is why there is so much disappointment. We live in a world where it is easier to hurt someone than to make them happy – it is much easier to cause pain than happiness and that is a very serious problem. Most of the time, people get hurt because they have different expectations about the same situation, but at other times people simply play with their feelings. Precisely for this reason it is very difficult to give in to a new feeling. It's complicated to donate your heart without knowing if the person will take proper care of your feelings, but you have to take risks.

"Accept that. Stop hoping. Stop believing in rescue. Because none of it's going to happen." The needle slid in smoothly.

We were soon in the air and I know he won’t stop this time. But his last words kept ringing inside my head. “Stop raising the bars of your expectations ’cause I am afraid you will have to be disappointed.” ‘What does he mean by that?’ *****

This is the only thing I can tolerate and support you to fulfill your responsibilities as a father," Stella said seriously. Jasper nodded. There was a moment that she felt uneasy in her heart when he nodded. If Jasper were to spend more time on Ralph, it would mean that he would have less time for Sandro. "However, it's impossible for a person to have all the things he wants. I don't want to build my happiness on someone else's pain. Don't expect to have 100 percent of everything. Bigger expectations often lead to bigger disappointments. Getting 50 percent of it is already good enough. There's no need for you to wait or stay behind even when you don't get 50 percent of it."

Besides, five-eight middle-aged people were not going to spread the word like teenagers who loved making videos out of every little situation and making a blunder anyways. "Because I care for you," He raised his voice as well, "And before you ask why— I don't have the answer to that. I just do. And I won't let you ruin your life by holding onto the griefs of the past with all of yourself. You have to move past it, think about yourself and live. It might not be a bed of roses, but on the bright side, you won't have to deal with the painful thorns as well. Sometimes fewer expectations are better; at least you would have a beginning, something to start with." "Aaron, you don't understand...it's

“I don’t want to assume anymore, I don’t want to get hurt anymore… and I don’t want to hope that soon he will love me.” ---