What kills you are expectations…
I am desperately trying to have none, but I suppose that’s why I can’t deal… at the same time, I am aware that I am the one who fucked up and everything that is happening is MY fault.
This is as a result of MY actions. I created the misery I am feeling, so it’s only fair that live with it. Although… sometimes I don’t want to… because it is literally torture.
Expectations torture your soul.
