It upsets me that I’m constantly wanting to take three steps forward while I continue to expect others to do the same, knowing they won’t.
But it’s not their fault for not keeping up or wanting to; it’s mine because I automatically expect more.
And I hate that I’m always expecting effort that will sweep me off my feet.
But it’s as if the fear of rejection or disappointment or failure constantly gets in the way of happiness that’s supposed to come to and from me..
I can barley think rn
but my hopes always seem to out way my reality, which always disappoints me.