I understand and appreciate the spirit of this post, but as someone who has struggled to even feel hope, I think of it as a precious commodity. If you have suffered from depression, and you've felt hopeless, then you know how precious it is. Hope is what gets you on that playing field. Sometimes, when things are particularly dark, being hopeful is the bravest act you can muster. So don't say it's for sissies. To be able to even hope that the universe is acting on my behalf is at times one of the hardest -- and most amazing and brave -- "actions" I can take.