I Expect People To Disappoint Me

Expectations and disappointments are dancing partners; you can't have one without the other. If someone disappoints you. It's not their fault, it's yours. So, flip the pad and move on.

I have lost all hope in humanity, but occasionally I am surprised. Those surprises are cherished, with an effervescence of extreme gratitude for those individuals who prove me wrong. It doesn't happen often, but when it does, I am taken...

"I never bother with people that I hate, that's why the lady is a tramp"- Frank Sinatra

It's just not worth my time... and oh wow I haven't been doing anything in life to even sweat the small stuff.....uh...I'll update this later when...

Not to be a downer but it is so true that everyone will disappoint you at one time or another. Everyone will hurt you. Everyone will cause you pain. There is no avoiding it and no stopping it. That's why I love this quote: ‎"Truth is...

I have begun to see. That if I don't expect anything. Then I don't get hurt either. So I have no expections when meeting anyone. Because if you let down the shield you get hurt. Not many people get me. And that is fine. But it is...

One disappointment after another. Disappointment around every corner.....

ONE...... BIG...... ONGOING....... Disappointment......

CHEER up you have more disappointments to look forward to......

I have often been asked why I have such a negative view of humanity. I've had several people tell me that I'm too negative and that if I expect good things from people, they will rise to the occasion. What do I think? That's a load...

...Expect humans to disappoint me, and yet the good, light part of me gives them a chance, whereas the evil, dark part of myself wants to tell them to stick it where the sun don't shine. I still get disappointed, because they always do...

Here is something I have learned in my years on this planet... eventually, everyone you know will make you mad/let you down/disappoint you/upset you...even downright traumatize you... if you hang around them long enough.
It just takes...

Though the years I have drastically reduced the number of people that I truly consider friends.
There are many reasons for this, the main reason is that I was always the one doing the bending over backwards, going out of my way just to...

Just some of them. I am rarely surprised when I expect to be disappointed. I am often disappointed when I expect good things.

I expect it that way I'm not let down on a daily basis.. people are human, we fuhk up all the time myself included.  From lil things like getting my order wrong in the drive thru to big things like friends letting ya down when ya need...

"You're my best friend." Let's hang out." "Don't worry, I'll have it for you." "I won't hurt you." "I love you." Lies, lies, lies. That's why I'm sick of everyone. I don't have friends, I don't have family. Just strangers who lie to me...

Well... Not that Im thinking that this person or that will disappoint me. It is just that I don't expect they never to hurt me... or to walk away without a trace. Because people is free... so why should anyone expect anything from...

Last Sunday, upon going into the Home Depot, I met someone. I usually don't meet men, because well....take it from me....I'm not everyone's first choice. In fact, I have never been anyone's first choice. Nor have I ever gone on a date...

How can I count on anybody when everybody has let me down my whole life. They say one thing and do another. Saying they will be there and never show up or would call and say they can't make it. Some would even go as far as to give...

You almost have to expect it not just because it us a way of the world to sometimes be disappointed but because it's the only way not to get hurt
If you expect people to disappoint you then you never expect them to do anything that...

I expect people to disappoint me every day...because they do.
They accept their ordinary lives, in spite of their extraordinary dreams.
They accept war, though they want peace.
They accept censorship, though they dream of freedom...

I think it's because my father raised me to have such high standards; he exceeded every expectation anyone around him ever had and through exposure to him I took on that attitude, too. If I see a friend or family member in need of...

I remember that I used to be a bright, happy person
I viewed the future with enthusiam
I use to think people were nice
Looking back now, I see that I had a naive sense of optimism
I thought anything was possible and the world was mine...