Disappointment and Liberation
I have realized that I am way too nice and accommodating. I have expectations when it comes to friends and family. Mostly I expect them to keep their word and be honest. But, that may be difficult when you have allowed your active imagination to make them into something they never have been. Let me explain, I have friends who list all of my accolades and pat my back, but fail to call me on my shit when it is needed. These are not friends, these are cheerleaders. I have friends who express love from their mouths, but never through their intentions or actions. These are not friends these are simply mouthpieces. You know the ones who would never know if you died unless it was posted on FB because they never keep their promise to call you back. I have friends who can't wait to walk down the red carpet with me, but are the first to question or patronize the choices I have to make to get there. These are not friends these or well wishers hoping to catch a chance of standing with you ...