Surely, I had.
I got disappointed. Many times.
Because of - them.
Out of a feeling of entitlement I was waiting for delivery of what I thought I missed. I demanded it. Seriously. They owe me! They owe me that love, that healing, that ...
But wait.
Isn't it true, that what I did not get back then, was only possible - back then?
Isn't it impossible, to live the past again, in the way I expected - back then?
Would it have even been ... right?
So. What did I create by being in such a state of expectancy, of need, of lack? An unsatisfiable prospect, that will never happen. Can not happen. It is gone.
I got disappointed. Many Times.
Because of - me.
Like you.
From the book “You can love me, too”