this is the story of a girl.

Yesterday I was called ‘a disappointment’. If there is one thing I never wanted to be to my parents, it was a disappointment. When I was called that yesterday it hurt really bad. I’ve tried so hard to never disappoint my parents. When I look back it was over nothing but that is the one thing that has played over and over in my mind. I don’t know if I will ever truly have those words leave my head.
I think when you’re a disappointment to someone that is the one thing you can read. Someone can be annoyed or upset at you and do a good job of covering it up, but not disappointment. You can’t cover that up. I know I am a disappointment; it just hurt so much to hear.