Disappoint ment.

Sometimes you disappoint those you love. People you love so deeply your universe revolves around theirs. And you disappoint yourself in the process.
I’m not a huge fan of disappointment- especially because I know what I’m supposed to do about it, but the pull to wallow and bathe in the sorrow is so. incredibly. intense. Disappointment usually also involves a need to change course, which is usually painful and usually hard. And I would much rather be immature and childish about it and not grow.
So there.

So I’ve got some maturing and adjusting to do. And on the other side of that discomfort will be a me that I much prefer and will fit better into the universe I’ve chosen. But I may wallow in shame and sorrow for just a few more minutes…


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