I hate being disappointed, which is a challenge considering I'm surrounded by humans, their fatal flaw is being able to not live up to the standards they themselves set.
More to my point, I have this habit..... if you disappoint or hurt me, I just lower the bar, so I don't hate you so much. Then I wind up with very low low standards for people around me, expecting the worst most of the time. I'm only surprised when someone is kind or nice.
I have other things to confess, too bad I'm not Catholic it would feel great to unload.
For now its off to work, I agreed to work Sat..... WTF was I thinking????