Thursday 27 December 2012

Disappointment and expectations.

When you are born as a little baby, you utterly rely on the love of your mother, or in many cases, who chooses to love and care for you and in the end that is what truly matters, just being loved and taught by those who do so. No matter who this is, it brings, naturally, expectations as you grow up as to how life will be and as a child you can only see through your own eyes and limited experiences.

As an adult , you can reflect on why you feel as you do and where your expectations came from. I am not a natural writer and I can't do this format stuff and quite frankly I just want to get my words out. Listening to Beethoven's 9th Symphony is helping. I even managed to get the whole symphony posted. Now, believe it or not, there actually is a point in what I am saying, and if I can forget all this worry about writing it in an accepted way, I will be fine and reach my point.

So the format chosen is this, and it feels wrong, but it's this medium. (HELP). :D.

Back to what I actually meant to say. Love is everything but we still have to live in a world where we constantly live with people who grow up without ever having experienced it so react accordingly to what they have been taught and it is not always a positive experience for many. If your first experience of life is to be yelled at and hit, which please may I say was not my experience, but it is for many children, so life shall quite possibly keep acting in the same way as it progresses. Funnily enough, I have argued very much against this concept in many ways, as nothing is absolute, but there is a running thread that repeats itself and I cannot deny this happens, and that is not positive. However, I am a great believer in the fact, and to me it is, that we are all individuals, and though we belong to families and are part of others, we will always remain as our own individual soul. Negative experiences happen in many other ways too, but there is absolutely nothing that cannot be surpassed with a lot of determination and yes love, it's so important.

In ourselves we have our utter individuality as souls that cannot be determined by anyone other than ourself, and nobody else can ever change that. As usual, I never get to the point of my title but writing does indeed change as you do so. :-) . It is always good to have a starting point,

Perhaps I may finish by saying that if we did not have so many expectations, then it would not lead to disappointment.

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