In my quest to become independent through my teenage years, “expectations” from others was the first thing on my agenda to get rid of. Today, people surprise me with their best otherwise I’m ready for their worst that I can think of. My defensive driving without a single accident in 3 continents is a proof of that. The only thing which my brain still gets back to work (as in confused or scratching my head), when you kiss and make love to someone and she turns out be nothing but fake love. Thank goodness it has never stopped me from going closer to people. But this man-woman thingy is definitely quite confusing thing from “expectations” point of view, imho.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about expectations and particularly the expectations that have been unfulfilled in my life since I’ve been dealing with Stage IV Metastatic Breast Cancer (MBC). For me, I often don’t realize in the moment that something happens that an expectation has been unfulfilled, it’s usually once I have time to process what has happened that it occurs to me. Sometimes this happens in conversation with others, sometimes just when I’m ruminating over a situation or conversation or event. It’s …. complicated.
Let’s start with the dictionary definition:
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