I thought people could:
Accept me
Accept my faults
Accept my strengths
Accept friendship
Accept caring
Accept kindness

I thought people would:
Have compassion
Act with integrity
Be kind
Be considerate
Be honest
Not take me out of context
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An illustration of my expectations in thier simplest form. Damn him for being right, again…

Is it human nature to have them?
We all do it?
We all know it?
And say we don’t?
Is being without expectations of anyone or anything living a convenient fantasy?
Enables us to shut down easier?
Or is it believing we are not worthy?
Is this a reasonable way to live?
Is this how we screw things up so badly?
Not having expectations?
Pretending we don’t have expectations?
Having expectations and admitting it?