Funny, seems I’ve spent my life writing and speaking about it. I know why disappointment happens: fulfillment falls short of expectations. I know how to prevent it: lower the expectations or raise the fulfillment. I know sometimes it’s unavoidable: when expectations shouldn’t or can’t be lowered.
And I know how it feels: a sudden, shocking, numbing sensation that makes one want to (pick one) throw up, cry, hide or run away.
And I know the best antidote for it: a good friend with a kind word. Thank you, friend.