By now, I’m not supposed to be a romantic. My heart has been broken to the point of what I thought unfixable.
But, I still believe in love.
“Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” – unknown (though often attributed to Buddha)
I’m angry. I hate that I’m angry. It doesn’t take a psych degree to know that anger stems from hurt. And my hurt stems from disappointment. And my disappointment stems from unmet expectations…and you know what they say about expectations. Continue reading