My life is littered with disappointments. I'm sure most lives are. Those fortunate enough to never seek something they cannot obtain must indeed be rare, but I don't envy them. The disappointments in my life have provided a bounty of knowledge and wisdom.

Among the litter of my life's desires there are a few that I return to, still seeking wisdom from the lesson presented there. It's the same lesson, returning time and again, still unlearned.

Share.

What do your friends see as your strengths, weaknesses, or motivation? Opportunities to discover what others truly perceive of you are rare and when I have been given this chance I have been continually dismayed. People that I felt connected to didn't know me. Their perceptions were shallow, their understanding weak. They had failed me.

I had, indeed, failed them. People see what I allow them to see. I show very little of myself to others yet expect keen emotional insight to develop. Physics taught me that nature abhors a vacuum, yet somehow I maintain an emotional vacuum about me continually.

This is about risk. Sharing my thoughts places my psyche on the podium to be questioned and commented on. My actions need explaining. My choices must be justified by reasoning and logic. Do I have enough insight into myself to describe my own motivation? I must risk finding out. The alternative is a lonely life of cursory acquaintence and superficial friendship. That would be the true disappointment.