Expectations Vs Reality Quotes 소설 & 이야기

“Asked if I understood the kind of kids they deal with. Asked what I’d do if one of them tried to manipulate me.” “And?” “And I answered,” I said simply. He smiled slightly. “You don’t sound like someone who failed an interview.” I shook my head. “That’s the thing,” I said. “I don’t like expecting things.” “Why?” he asked. “Because expectations disappoint,” I replied immediately. He leaned back in his chair. “Then you should practice detaching from expectations,” he said casually. I turned to him slowly. “How does that work?” I asked. He shrugged lightly. “You still try. You still show up. You still want things. But you don’t tie your peace to the result.”

“You always just say the thing.” “Someone has to,” he said. “How is he handling it?” “Better than I expected,” I said. “That’s also a you thing,” he said. “The low expectations that keep getting exceeded.” I laughed again. “That is not fair.” “It’s a little fair,” he said. I looked at the city below me, all those lives going on in every lit window, indifferent and continuous. “I’m going to go back in,” I said. “Good,” he said. “Call me tomorrow. Tell me how it ends.”

His fingers were tapping slowly in his thigh, finding the right words to say. But that’s the thing in life. There is no right words. Only truths and fact that will and forever will slap us hard in the face without any apology. “Help will come.” he finally voiced out and I felt my shoulder sagged. Not that I do not believe, there was no other thing to believe into anyway, but I just can’t stop staying in our reality. And right now, our reality is no help has yet to come. I’m getting anxious everyday.

Hence, she presented him with her take… "Sol, I was observing your conversation with little Lilith and she was right about some things. Your life is destined to be one full of immense pressure and burdens, things placed on you by others — the burden of sky-high expectations. "You will most likely never be praised for your success since it will be expected from you and your failure will only make you a laughingstock even if it isn't a great failure. This is your reality. This is your truth. But…So what?" Instinctively, Sol could feel the deep feeling of utter disdain contained within each of her words, as she spitted them out to him.

No, I am not wishing for your downfall, but that doesn't mean that I will remain in one position forever. "ugh, what a forlorn life! hopes and dreams. isn't that the only thing that keeps you moving? ain't you tired of giving yourself a false hope and face the reality has it is." "That is exactly what I am doing. Facing the reality as it is. yes, hopes and dreams are what pushes people like me to become better and that is what people like you would never understand. we aim high and that fuels our hunger to fulfil our dreams. We never give up and that is how we made it this far.

“This is bigger than just you, Dixie. You have a responsibility now. You’re part of something much larger.” I tilt my head, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, goody. Just what I’ve always wanted. Responsibilities.” “You may not like it, but this is your reality now.” I glare at her, frustrated. “My reality is a nightmare. And you all expect me to just embrace it?” “No one expects it to be easy, but you’re capable of so much more than you think. With what you pulled out there today, I believe you do.” I roll my eyes again. “Capable. Right. I’m just trying to make it through each day without losing my mind.”

“It can be very suffocating.” “I know right?” I replied to him, relating to what he was saying this time. People see you as one thing, and when you don't meet their expectations, they can't handle it. They don't see the real you. They see what they want to see, what's convenient for them.

“Whether you become the best businessman in the world or just decide to run a small café on some beach, I’ll still be proud of you.” Lucas remembered smiling, but he also remembered how he didn’t believe him. Not fully. Because his father words are one thing, and the world’s expectations are another. And expectations have weight. One that seeps into your spine and settles in your chest like stone. He just hadn’t realized how heavy they’d become until it was too late.

“Yeah, I’ve heard all of the motivational quotes about failure. Once, I believed that if you work hard enough you get what you want. That’s not true. That’s the biggest lie of all.” “I’ve never heard you be so negative.” Samaire watched him with growing wonder as if he was changing before her eyes. “You’re always so optimistic.” “I’m optimistic when I keep my expectations low.” He didn’t like that about himself, and he knew he was going to regret telling Samaire. “I worked hard to launch my dream and it didn’t happen. I deferred my dream for years only for it to get further out of my reach.” “You didn’t defer it,” Samaire said. “You talked yourself out of it.”

He explained in a calm tone, his eyes still glued to the road. He lightly bit his lip before continuing. “Sometimes, we get upset. Sometimes, we get overwhelmed. And sometimes, we can’t accept what is happening. These are the disappointments that we are to anticipate, which is why its best not to expect too much for an outcome that is too good to be true.” He ended; he took a quick glance over at the woman beside him before returning his gaze to the road. He finds it really hard to communicate when he is focused into driving, it is a safety precaution that he continues to maintain. Crystal only gave a wry smile, facing the vehicle window still and gazing over at the man through the window’s