Entirely too little, all around. It was more than a lack of expectations in life, it actually made things more difficult because it meant nobody was interested in challenging me to think. I grew lazy and complacent, everything was boring and I started learning less and less as time went on. Public education is not a place to send your children.
Since growing up, I have learned that my family does not care much for whether I succeed at all. Their approach for a time was to plan for my eventual landing into some kind of day services institution. I think a big factor as to why I was not relegated to the status of such a colossal failure has to do with my mother dismissing such suggestions from her peers, because she understood that I have a high aptitude and she does not want it to be wasted. While she didn't provide very well for my ascent into realising that, she cared enough to forbid anyone from closing that door for me, and I'm glad she did that. Sometimes it's less about wanting what you don't have and protecting what you don't want to lose.
These days, it has been a big question to answer, what to expect out of myself since nobody else really does. I expect the world out of myself, but I don't let it weigh me down either. It's also a mutual self-expecation I share with my husband, since we do just about everything together and share all of the same milestones and life goals, both past and future, more or less. Him and I check each other where we can for blind spots, and I guess I can say we're well on our way.