Expectations and reality never meet. they are not good friends at all. reality spends half his time bursting expectations' bubble. heck reality spends so much time in our faces that I sometimes wonder that we have expectations at all.
relationships are hard work without adding the stress of whether the other people in your sphere are behaving the way you expect them to, saying what is expected of them.
familial relationship are not hard; you grew up with your sloppy cousins, your terrifying aunt, and your pervert of a cousin. you know what to expect and there are no surprises there. you can choose to ignore the annoying cousin with the 'sticky' fingers and keep your purse close to your person. there might be someone who will take offence but hey who cares, we are all one big family.
relationships with people at work are harder than the family stuff. you get the in your face colleagues who do not let up if you do let them have their own way. the feds who spy on others and tell tales to the big bosses (I really hate these; I really freaking do! cant get anywhere stepping on other people - becomes messy when you fall from grace), the goody two shoes who think the sun shines out of their **** they being the righteous ones and all.
intimate relationships are rather difficult and are the sole cause of poor performance at work. you swear to love one another until death does you part. these are the people we have chosen to spend the rest of our lives with. we did not grow up with these people and it is going to take us years to know them enough so you are not totally mystified when they act out of character. we feel fated to be in these relationships. there is no such thing as fate. there are no miracles. no great cosmic plan that is going to be revealed to you.
so with the holidays knocking insistently on our doors, the time has come for the panic attacks, the summoning of fountains of patience and the bottomless supply of smiles because with Christmas parties at work (or not), family gatherings if you do not psyche yourself into having fun, you are going to have a miserable time of it.
peace,
fadz
relationships are hard work without adding the stress of whether the other people in your sphere are behaving the way you expect them to, saying what is expected of them.
familial relationship are not hard; you grew up with your sloppy cousins, your terrifying aunt, and your pervert of a cousin. you know what to expect and there are no surprises there. you can choose to ignore the annoying cousin with the 'sticky' fingers and keep your purse close to your person. there might be someone who will take offence but hey who cares, we are all one big family.
relationships with people at work are harder than the family stuff. you get the in your face colleagues who do not let up if you do let them have their own way. the feds who spy on others and tell tales to the big bosses (I really hate these; I really freaking do! cant get anywhere stepping on other people - becomes messy when you fall from grace), the goody two shoes who think the sun shines out of their **** they being the righteous ones and all.
intimate relationships are rather difficult and are the sole cause of poor performance at work. you swear to love one another until death does you part. these are the people we have chosen to spend the rest of our lives with. we did not grow up with these people and it is going to take us years to know them enough so you are not totally mystified when they act out of character. we feel fated to be in these relationships. there is no such thing as fate. there are no miracles. no great cosmic plan that is going to be revealed to you.
so with the holidays knocking insistently on our doors, the time has come for the panic attacks, the summoning of fountains of patience and the bottomless supply of smiles because with Christmas parties at work (or not), family gatherings if you do not psyche yourself into having fun, you are going to have a miserable time of it.
peace,
fadz
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