Expectations.

Day 18.

I will not cry. I must not cry.
I cannot cry. I refuse to cry.
But I still do.

Weak.

I need to stop expecting. Stop it. Even when I tell myself not to, I still do unknowingly and that's what kills me. My own stupid expectations.
It's my fault. I do this to myself. It's all my fault.
I'm getting tired of my own nonsense. People out there must be too.

Enough.
No more, No more expecting.