I am hopeful that one day I will be with “that person,” who inspires me to accomplish beyond my wildest dreams and truly cares about my outcome in life, yet I cannot help but feel that part of me senses this hope may very well never happen to my desire (or at least, not for decades). I feel that I must learn to push myself to be more independent and realistic, and I should just realize that love will always be love, but I am who I desire to be. All this time, I have created what I feel are unrealistic expectations for not only my self, but for the person I will hopefully fall in love with.