dis·ap·point·ment /ˌdisəˈpointmənt/
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Yes, I mentally took a drive to Disappointment Ville and got comfortable. Quite frankly, I feel like a failure. It doesn't happen often but when it does...
I recently did something unfortunate that has me in a slump. No matter how many condolences, how many hugs, how many "thinking of you" or "better luck next time" texts I receive, it does not help the fact that I disappointed myself. Sure, I could blame it on the Virgo trait of being a perfectionist. I plan; I execute. Most times, all turns out exactly as planned. Then there are the rare times when the outcome goes so left, it take effort to make a U-turn and get back on the right path.
After the woe-is-me party is over and the decorations have been stowed away, the "Would've Should've Could've" thoughts kick in. I wracked my brain and there is seriously nothing different I would've, should've or could've done. Le sigh. So I guess this is the part where I tell myself everything happens for a reason, so oh well, must not have been meant to be. But it really sucks that I tried my all and didn't meet expectations.
♠ology: I'm My Only Competition
