I'm sorry...

So to all the people I've ever disappointed in my life, I'd just like to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry to my parents, my family, my friends, my teachers, and anyone else who's ever felt betrayed by me. I'm sorry that I'm not perfect; that I have a hard time dealing with my anxiety; that i don't live up to the standards that I constantly feel like people are setting for me; and that I'm such an apparent nuisance. I'm sorry that I'll never go to business school and become a successful, wealthy accountant in New York City, or even Boston. I'm sorry that I have a temper, and that I sometimes cannot control my anger. I'm sorry that I happen to have the worst possible choice of words at the worst times. I'm sorry that for some people, I just can't seem to live up to the definition of a trustworthy friend. I'm sorry that my dreams sometimes come before reality. I'm sorry that I'm not an amazing daughter/sister/friend. I'm sorry that my tendency to procrastinate has labeled me as such a lazy ass. I'm sorry that you feel the need to remind me multiple times a day of my supposed backwards lifestyle. I'm sorry that I'm not like you/her/them/anybody else. And I'm sorry that i feel the need to talk about my irrelevant feelings on this dumbass blog because I have for the most part, failed so many people in real life.