Disappointment is difficult. Sometimes, we don't get what we want. It's a part of life, but it's not something we enjoy. (DUH?). Knowing that something can result in disappointment often doesn't deter us, though. We still push forward and try anyway, because we want that thing too much to give up without trying.
Sometimes, I think we'd be better off NOT trying. I don't enjoy the disappointment, especially when things have been building up for so long. It's like, why couldn't I have lived in "what if" land just a little longer? Maybe then I could have avoided this disappointment.
Often, with disappointment comes tears. Yep. They are here. But what's worse than tears is snotty-faced crying. I HATE that. So much. I get tears. I don't like tears, but they're fine with me. I can handle them. I cannot, however, handle crying to the point of messing my face up with gunk.
That's probably way more information that you wanted, but it's the honest truth today. Snotty-faced crying, messed up face with gunk.
Now where did my tissue box go?
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