I'm tired of clinging onto hope. No matter what I do, I don't seem to be going anywhere. Some irony here: I've been so risk averse because I didn't want to cut my chances short (i.e., I'm not explicitly trying to get myself killed or sick), so if I was going to go it'd be at the mercy of nature. With how I've been feeling physically lately and coughing blood I might get mine yet. Maybe I'll die from an aneurysm or something.
Hope is useful in situations where no known solution exists but there might be unknown factors that can later save the situation, but require you keep going on blindly and without any known reason. We never know whether there is an unknown solution on the way, thus: if there is no known solution to your problem but you keep going, that's fine. If however there is a knows solution to your problem, you're probably just being something else, and you should be working on the solution instead of hoping. If you don't know what to do/what you want to do, then there's nothing wrong and what are you even doing?