Servus Nochmal!

Have you ever prepared for an ending that never arrived?

It might be a movie you imagined would have a happy ending, an unclosed chapter, a random conversation that needed to happen but never did, a project that never finished.

This feels a lot. Because you planned everything out. You rehearsed the ending in your mind multiple times, you expected a certain result and got an unexpected outcome.

Could be anything that could go wrong. You rehearsed it.

You planned it.

You even wrapped it up neatly — metaphorically, literally — and sent it away.

And then the universe just… lost it.

No dramatic farewell.

No clean break.

Just radio silence, and then one ordinary evening, a warm conversation that felt like nothing ever happened.

Strange, isn’t it?

I’ve been experiencing this lately. How we build up to moments that never come. How we write the final chapter in our heads — the door slam, the last word, the grand gesture — and then life just hands you something quieter instead.

Honestly? All of the thunder is gone. And the silence is just sitting there with you. That silence, that quiet — hurts you the most.

People always say, “Expectation is the root of all heartaches.”

Is this true?

For me… yeah.

If I expect less from people, stories, or even a chapter, my heart won’t ache for better endings, better conversations, better outcomes.

But sometimes you need something or someone so badly that your heart aches anyway.

You can’t help it. And when time passes and you don’t have the thing you needed the most — something happens. Something weird. You start to resent the very thing your heart ached for.

The thing you wanted so badly — the conversation, the ending, the person, the moment — suddenly becomes the thing you’re angry at.

Not because it hurt you.

But because you needed it so much, and it never showed up. And that need itself starts to feel embarrassing. Like — why did I want this so badly? Why did I give something this much power over me?

Well, actually — instead of thinking like that, I just remember a Post Malone lyric that says, “well, life moves on, what can you do?”

And honestly? I think like that and move on.

We can’t just sit around patiently waiting for a better ending. We focus on other things and continue living our life. You are the author of your story — not the rest of the things around you.

Shut the door. Forget about it. Focus on your life.

Trust me — a little bit of effort and time will heal everything.

Dann, bis dann! Best Regards / M.F.G, Dheirya (Dee)