#oneaday Day 868: The desire for hope

Interesting discussion in therapy today. I happened to share that I had been experiencing some unusually intense emotional reactions to various pieces of music, including the Ace Combat 8 finale and the Little Tall Prince song I shared the other day. And I guess I hadn't completely considered why.

As is so often the case, though, talking about it in a supportive environment helped make things a little clearer or more obvious to me: it's about hope.

You surely have noticed that I do not think much of the state the world is in today. For so many reasons. There are days when it feels legitimately overwhelming how awful everything is. And thus I have found myself latching on to things that represent hope, and which are unafraid and unashamed to express hope. And, as a result, finding myself experiencing a world where genuine hope, at times, feels like it is in short supply, has given me a strong emotional reaction: a sincere desire that we can one day live up to that.

As I mentioned the other day, there's a sequence in Ace Combat 8's finale where your desperate struggle for survival and attempts to ensure the truth about the shitty corporation gets out ends up getting livestreamed to the world. Initially, the sound is chaos, but before long, the world is singing in harmony, expressing their collective support for your noble and just fight.

I found myself wondering: will we ever get there in the real world? Is that kind of hope just a dream of a fictional world, developed at least in part as a response to the mess we have made of things?

I don't really know the answer to that. Honestly, I suspect we'll never get there in our world. There are too many cultures and ideologies that just want to spend all their time at one another's throats.

But I so desperately want to believe that one day we'll get there. One day we really will be able to raise our voices in song, as one, and come together in support of a common cause. Heaven knows there are plenty of good candidates for said cause.

One day, perhaps. In the meantime, I suspect I will continue to shed tears for these earnest expressions of hope, or the possibilities life might hold for us.

I hope that one day, like the Little Tall Prince, we can see that it has all fallen down, so we pick it up.


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#oneaday Day 865: Earnestness is neither cringe nor cheesy

I've run into a few creative works recently that were evidently put together with a great deal of earnestness, genuine thought and emotion. And people like them! But, more often than not, not without including some sort of "disclaimer".

Said disclaimer is usually some form of admission that "I know this is cheesy, but…" or "yes, this might be cringe, but…" before going on to give a genuine emotional response. For some people, it is seemingly difficult to just give that emotional response without feeling the need to justify it or explain it away.

Well, I'd like to say: own it! If you got hit in the feelings by something, that's okay! If you had an emotional reaction to something that was so strong it reduced you to a sobbing wreck, that's fine! That's good! You have a healthy relationship with your own emotions, and you are not afraid to express them!

I say this as someone who listened to this track from Ace Combat 8 earlier (which I knew the full narrative context of, having beaten the game a couple of days ago) and burst into full-on sobbing at it by the midpoint. Like, I was legitimately crying so hard I had to stop everything else I was doing.

If your immediate response to that is "wow, that's cheesy" or "I can't believe you admitted that", stop. Take a minute. Ponder why you are thinking that. Are you concerned about what other people might think of you if you exhibit some sort of vulnerability? Because that's not something you need to concern yourself with — particularly if you are sitting by yourself.

It's okay to have an emotional response to something. It's okay to have a physiological reaction to that emotional response. You aren't faulty. You aren't broken. You are being human — something it can sometimes feel like we are, in may ways, being discouraged from by the daily algorithmic bombardment from social media.

Sometimes those emotional responses can come from the strangest places — like the funny plane game.

Or perhaps a song developed by a father, based on the near-gibberish his young daughter writes as "stories":

My immediate response to this was just "aw, that's cute and adorable… and surprisingly well-produced for what is essentially a silly joke video". I won't lie, I listened to it multiple times in succession for its pure catchiness.

Then I read the comments to the "Living Room version" of the song (actually just the song with an animation rather than the vertical video of the chap singing). And the emotions hit me, hard.

Y'see, if you haven't listened to the song, the end part features the repeated motif that "everything all fell down, but he picked it up". In the context of the original story and lyrics, it's a silly moment; the main character, the "Little Tall Prince", dropped a cup in the grocery store which caused everything to fall over, so, being a good little prince, he picked it up. Simple, silly, right?

Except human beings have the tendency to ascribe meaning to things where it might not have been the original intent, but it most certainly fits. That video has comment after comment of people expressing the sincere hope that "we can pick it up" — that we can fix the world after "everything all fell down" over the course of the last few years or so.

The world is broken. Peoples' souls are broken. And they want nothing more than to begin the healing process. Little moments like this song give just a glimpse of a world we once knew; one where we could have hope for the future and not find ourselves continually enraged and saddened by the latest stupid, wasteful, obnoxious, tragic, violent, unjust things happening on a daily basis. Hope for the future, through the eyes of a child.

I saw the number of people expressing this sincere hope, completely earnestly, and it hit me right in the heart. I'm not too proud to admit that I shed a few more tears there. And listened to the song a good few more times.

I want to believe that we can pick it up. I want to believe that we can come together in a Song of Wings as one. It is not cringe, embarrassing or cheesy to think such things. Take a moment and have a good cry over something today. I can't guarantee you will necessarily feel better, but you will almost certainly feel some relief at having let out emotions that have probably been pent up within you for a long time.

That's what I felt after putting my own emotions through the wringer over the last couple of days. Sometimes self-care is just about allowing yourself to feel.


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