Greater expectations

I wasn’t too long ago that I decided that people are just too hard to understand. The only person’s motives that I can fully explain are my own. . .well, okay so not all of the time but at least I have control over what I do. Recently, I have learned to completely let go of my expectations of other people and I am finding that I am much happier.

I can’t please people. I can’t even begin to try. I don’t expect people to please me all the time so it shouldn’t be expected of me, either. We all let someone down at some point or another. Guess what? It’s because we are human. Imperfect. Whether or not you think someone will regret a decision or if they choose not to accept your advice is not up to you.

I have a tendency to be a little meticulous and heavy handed when it comes to those that I care about. Truly, it is because I want the best for them but they have to want that for themselves as well. Instead of sitting idly by and watching people screw up, (because really, it‘s like a bad car accident. . .you can‘t help but look) I’ve learned to remove myself from the situation. I have a sick obsession for worrying for someone else when they don’t seem to care enough to do anything for themselves.

Learning to let it all go has been liberating. Learning to love who I am has been even more so. I am something special. We all are. Allowing relationships or circumstances that are beyond our control run us is self destructive and a waste of precious time. Life should be enjoyed. It’s up to us to allow ourselves the freedom to be who we are with no apology.