I am a disappointment.
It seems that no matter what I do, where I go, what I choose I end up disappointing someone.
My weight issue is a disappointment to several members of my family, as I used to be so thin and pretty.
My choice to give up my career as an attorney to stay at home with my children is disappointing to my family as I am wasting my education.
My financial problems are disappointing to myself as well as those around me, as "I really should have it together by now"
My clutter and buying obsession is a disappointment to those around me (as well as myself) as I should be able to "just stop and get rid of stuff".
I was supposed to be thinner, I was supposed to be prettier, I was supposed to super career woman, I was supposed to be financially secure, I was supposed to be domestic and neat, I was supposed to be normal.
But it appears I am none of those things.....I am just a huge disappointment.