What you know about me should exceed what you expect from me.
What you know about me is that I don’t know enough and I won’t until I’m in the afterlife, and that should exceed your expectations and hopes that I’m either too smart for my own good already or that I’m already dead.
No social support with a lot of medication won’t lead to as much improvement as what many are lying to themselves (and others) about.
Your expectations of me may be too high. Please help.