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'Hope' is the thing with feathers --

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I honestly don't know what to do anymore. Hope keeps slipping away day by day. What to do?

So i'm not here for sympathy at all.. I've just been down and out these past few days.. and I really miss how things use to be. Schools not getting any easier, and I miss my mom the most. I was taken away from my mom about 8 months ago because of her lame *** boyfriend and drug abuse. It makes me distraught to see her let a man treat her how he has, considering her health problems now and her working her trying to get on her feet again by working two minimum wedge jobs, while he gambled all her money away putting her in bankrupt. He finally moved out this time about 3 weeks ago ( I hope she means it this time ) because I know I can't make her do it herself. I left all my friends and my one true best girl friend who I miss terribly): Seeing my mom when i'm allowed makes me not want to see her at all because I know I have to say bye, even though the hell she put me through with her boyfriend who I hope burns in hell for the things he did to her, my sister, and me. I know some of you might not be religious, because to be honest I wasn't the most christian freak either, but lately in these past months i've been looking to God for answers, and I'm not getting anything back. And I know they say he has his mysterious ways, but I'm l oosing all hope in my body.. and seeing my mom today and spending all her tip money from work on me and my sister broke me.. I hate seeing my mom like this and living with my dad and his new stepfamily They say when one door closes, one more opens. and Sorry for typing sooo much, but some advice would help me so much

Biblitz replies:

No one escapes from this life without all kinds of hell and the creator does not provide reasons for this or, arguably, much in the way of help. You seem to be getting yours pretty early on. Don't spin your wheels trying to puzzle it out. Your mission here is to sort out your feelings and come up with a good, workable coping strategy. Few of us in times of crisis are competent to run the file single-handed. Happily, the culture provides crisis lines, which are usually staffed by excellent listeners who know what resources might be available to support you right now. Say yes to everything - therapy, peer counselling - anything and everything. You need to talk about these events and new relationships. More here is better. It will also be therapeutic if you remain in school and apply yourself to your studies. Lose yourself in schoolwork as often as possible. Routine is steadying. It gives you something to hang onto when everything else seems pear-shaped.

Think of this as a test no less difficult than the Lord's when He was handed by a supposedly loving parent the prospect of Crucifixion. He had some pretty dark moments alone in Gethsemane, as you're no doubt well aware. Try to say to yourself what you would have liked someone to say to Him that lonely night. And don't be shy to ask pop and stepmom for extra support right now. Embrace them often, literally. Touch is often very healing. As is home-baked chocolate cake after a maccaroni and cheese casserole dinner. Ask for things like cake and casseroles that they can deliver easily. It will help all of you adjust to the emotional earthquake you've all undergone, sadly, as a result of mom's bad judgment.

I say, what-ho, Wailin Jennys! Calling All Angels

What to do if life has almost NEVER treated you well?

Dear Biblitz,

What can I do to change it?

Biblitz replies:

Oil up for a couple of quick ones or perhaps try your luck at the baise. Not even the most stubborn losing streak lasts forever!

Perhaps a bit of exercise is called for - some of the old up-and-down-and-again with feeling!

At least you'll have a few laughs, oh, Serious One! Lighten up a little.


At times, it may seem as if we have turned the other cheek only to find the same old Life hoisting its cudgel and preparing to regale us with another six of the best. There's no telling, either, when the worst of it may have passed. At anytime at all, circumstances might worsen; they might improve. One is ever on the edge of one abyss or another, it seems. The trick, if there is one, is in maintaining a healthy distance from the drop. 'I say, you there, youngster. ... Come in this instant before you catch a chill! When they want you on the other side, they'll most assuredly send you word. No need to hasten the approach!'

Have a strengthener or two:

Time's River

The Voyage of Life in Art and Poetry

Poetry and art selected by Kate Farrell

More of the book and others by magical Kate.

As Once the Winged Energy of Delight

By Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated by Stephen Mitchell

As once the winged energy of delight
carried you over childhood's dark abysses,
now beyond your own life build the great
arch of unimagined bridges.

Wonders happen if we can succeed
in passing through the harshest danger;
but only in a bright and purely granted
achievement can we realize the wonder.

To work with Things in the indescribable
relationship is not too hard for us;
the pattern grows more intricate and subtle,
and being swept along is not enough.

Take your practiced powers and stretch them out
until they span the chasm between two
contradictions...For the god
wants to know himself in you.

(-- p.41)

Hope is the Thing with Feathers

By Emily Dickinson

"Hope" is the thing with feathers --
That perches in the soul --
And sings the tune without the words --
And never stops -- at all --

And sweetest -- in the Gale -- is heard --
And sore must be the storm --
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm --

I've heard it in the chillest land --
And on the strangest Sea --
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb -- of Me.

(-- p. 42)