All I Needed To Know [Prologue]

I've experienced many emotions in my short life, and I think the worst above all of them is disappointment. Not the kind you feel when it rains on your day at Disney World or your favorite restaurant just discontinued a dessert you love, but when you do fail despite the fact that you know you could have done better and you hate yourself so much you can't even look in the mirror. Or even worse, when you disappoint someone else, someone who loves you, someone you would never intend to hurt. And to break their heart- throw that on top and what you should be feeling is a whole lot of regret... So why is it that, even though I know everything I've done in the past month have been so wrong, deceitful, and disloyal, regret is the last thing I feel?

What is wrong with me? I’ve never felt like this before.