Expectations- spoken, unspoken, unmet

 My family and close friends care for me — I know that.

They love me and, in their own ways, are there for me.

practically speaking, we are all so different.

For some, checking in once in a while — asking how I am or where I am — feels more than enough.

And maybe, for them, it genuinely is.

What often goes unnoticed is that this care also depends on their mood, their availability, and their convenience at that point in time.

And I sometimes wonder —

Why do people expect others to show up exactly as per their moods, wishes, availability, or convenience?

Or rather, expect their way of expression to be understood and accepted always.

One honest answer is simple:

Because we allow them to.

We stretch ourselves, adjust, and stay silent — only to later feel hurt that someone did or did not do “enough.”

This happens very often, even with the people we love the most.

At the core of it all lies expectation — from both sides.

One person feels, “You should understand me without me saying anything.”

The other feels exactly the same.

And when communication is not clear — or not honest enough — the gap only widens.

Which brings me to the real question:

Should we speak about it… or should we stop expecting?

And then comes the harder truth —

Is not expecting even possible?