expectations are complex and complicated. Part of me feels proud and honored to know that I search out great things. Great careers.
Great partners. Great life goals. Yet the other half of me is absolutely terrified because I fear that my hopes are so high that no staircase or ladder could possibly be tall enough to reach them, leaving me constantly disappointed.Half of the time, I am convinced that I tell myself to find wrongs in things that are without flaw just so I don’t have to worry about being let down later.Read more on thoughtcatalog.com