I’m about to end my first year of college, I failed both semesters. My mother calls to check up on me, she’s very disappointed. She reminds me of my graduation, how proud they were, how they believed I can do anything. She reminded me in such a grim tone. I’ve disappointed her, she wanted me to be a great role model for my siblings. I was caught up in all this commotion. I’m a disappointment, and there’s nothing I can do to reverse that.