Have you ever been in a situation where you felt that there was no hope? Maybe you made a choice that caused you to lose everything that you held dear. Or maybe someone else made a choice that put you in a scenario where you felt you would never be able to endure.
In my life, I have felt this way, and it usually is coupled with feelings of guilt over the fact that I made the choices to put myself in that situation. Most of these kinds of problems in my life have been (to quote Blind Willie Johnson and Led Zeppelin) “nobody’s fault but mine.” I think that this is the worst kind of despair.