Expectation Hangover

7.7.25

Expectations stood out to me when I read the Daily Reflection today. I have to ask myself—who do I think I am to demand things I think I deserve? Where does that entitlement come from?

My actions are what show what I truly deserve—not my words, not my justifications, not my wishes. It’s humbling to realize how often I still slip into the mindset of a child stomping my feet, insisting life should give me exactly what I want.

I imagine my Higher Power looking at me and smirking, almost with affection, when I act like that. Like a parent who sees their kid throwing a tantrum over something they don’t need and probably can’t handle anyway.

It’s uncomfortable to admit, but maybe necessary. My expectations set me up for resentment. They convince me I’m a victim when I’m not getting my way. I forget that life isn’t a transaction—good behavior doesn’t mean I get a reward, and challenges aren’t punishments.

Today, I want to focus less on what I think I deserve, and more on simply showing up with honesty, humility, and willingness. If I can let go of expectations, maybe I can receive what’s actually meant for me—and be grateful when it comes.