No, this blog post isn’t about Charles Dickens. Sorry to disappoint, Tiny Tim.
As someone with grand ambitions who is also living with a brain injury, I can get bogged down by my own expectations. Expectations of what I want to do, can do, and actually do are different in the long run. I have many expectations of myself but the real truth of it is these expectations can be what stop me from ultimately succeeding.
This puts me in a bit of a quandary since I don’t want to sabotage my post-Traumatic Brain Injury recovery by doing too much and expecting too much (of myself and others). So I have decided to manage those great expectations… (Let me tell you how I do this in this next post since I originally EXPECTED to write more before posting but ultimately DIDN’T.)