I’ve come to realise it isn’t people that hurt us but our expectations of them. We set ourselves up for a fall when putting our hopes and dreams into friends, family and the strangers we meet. When we make our initial judgements of people we put our images of ourselves in them. When this image fails, when our illusions are shattered and the stories we have built fade away we are left with the raw and disappointing form that breaks our heart.
Expect nothing. That is something I have a hard time doing. I always have hopes for people, as they have hopes for me. Reputations and social grandstanding have something to do with that. But you’re not what people think you are. You’re not what you think you are. And they certainly aren’t what you think they are either.
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