I hate disappointment....there is no worse feeling in the world...

it's hopeless and helpless...and I can't stand feeling that way. I'm tired of giving the benefit of the doubt to people who truly don't deserve it. Sometimes you just have to call a spade a spade. The troubling fact with disappointment is that you don't feel that emotion unless you truly care about the situation. And that disappointment stems from the fact that you are walking down a one way street - the other person simply doesn't feel the way that you do.

Family members that let you down.
Friends that aren't honest.
Lies from those you want to trust.
People who walk away when you wish they would stay.

I suppose, there is a bright side -- to be disappointed means that you are willing to take a chance - a leap of faith. I like that we have second chances (or perhaps third, fourth or twentieth!) I certainly am in a relationship that has blossomed due to such a renewal. A blessing. There is just such a beautiful rebirth to forgiveness and fresh starts, isn't there?

But over and over -- the blows continue.
The heartache.
The disappointment.

What is the price that ultimately makes it too expensive to lay it all on the line yet again?

~Deep thoughts by Kristen Kealy