Disappointment

The hardest thought for me is the thought of disappointing someone. I have always wanted to be a star person--to be one of the really special ones.

For a while I tried to be ordinary. It was like a breath of fresh air.

But ordinary is disappointing. So I'm trying to be special again. And I can't do it. Maybe I tried so hard to be ordinary that I lost my special-ness.

Or I just need to take my medication.