Back in my school days, the nuns would make us pray quite a bit (was a convent school). Each event started with a prayer. There was a part during these prayers where we were told what “our response would be”. Before they started the prayer, they would tell us the line that would be our response through the prayer. I never paid it much attention. You mugged up the line then and on cue, recited it and got done with it.
Looking back, I realise how convenient it could actually be to know “the response” in advance. It would make your life a bit easier and simpler. You’d know what to expect. When you gingerly step up and do something for someone under the assumption that they would like it or be excited by it, you wouldnt have to hold your breath waiting for the response. ‘Coz you knew. You wouldnt be releasing your held-up breath in relief or disappointment or heartbreak or anger. ‘Coz you knew.
Sometimes, the toughest part about an action is not the action itself but the wait for the response to that action. Sometimes, the worst part about an action is not the response to the action itself but that it was an unexpected response. Sometimes, the hardest part is getting over that unexpected response, pushing yourself the next time around and not giving up on other similar actions.