Hope versus despair

Each hour of the day passes me by slower and slower as I am trapped in these feelings of despair. I am lost, my hope has been diminished to almost nothing. If it wasn't for this beastly animal, Richard, there would be absolutely no hope and despair would have won this battle. I am clinging on to life, to Richard, and to the little hope I have left. There has been shift in what I hope for, in the early weeks I hoped for rescue but now all I cling onto is the hope that Richard and I will survive this wreck.