There are so many things people expect from other people. There are things that are expected out of family, friends and significant others. We expect certain things to be done for us, kind words to be said when we most need it and when people fail to do the things we expect out of them, we get mad and disappointed.
You know what's worst? When we expect a person do to something or say something yet we don't give hints to what we want them to do or say (or don't want them to do). People aren't mind readers after all, what kind of result do you think you're going to get? Not good ones, I assure you. So please stop frowning and moaning over what that or this person did to you, if you haven't even told them that those things really do hurt you.
If we stopped expecting things from people, we'd stop hurting so much. That gut wrenching feeling wouldn't hurt as much. If we didn't put high expectations to everything a person does, it wouldn't be a major disappointment when that person is no longer able to "please our expectations".
Well either way, William Shakespeare said it best: "Expectation is the root of all heartache."
It no longer hurts that badly if a friend or a significant other (not that I ever had a significant other - but this post isn't about my nonexistent love life) does something that I wouldn't approve of or disappoint me, because I no longer expect things out of them.
One could argue that that's not something good; we should always expect the best out of people. But the thing is, I don't expect the worst out people either. I'm...well I'm not sure what I am but the thing is, when we put our own expectations of others on the shelf, life is going to be so much better.
I'm just saying. If you stop always expecting things out of people, it wouldn't feel like life is always fucking you over with all these disappointments.
"When one's expectations are reduced to zero, one really appreciates everything one does have." - Stephen Hawking
“Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.” - Alexander Pope
About the Blogger:
I'm Mona. Sixteen-years-old but it ain't sweet *snap* ;) I live in Norway and I'm willingly unemployed boyaaah! nah, I'm lying. Nobody wants to hire me. The way to my heart is through my stomach, I love food. And gingers and the Irish accent. I actually don't know what else there is to say so....*awkward pause* bye!
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