I am always worrying about letting people down. But its inevitable considering how different people are. A hot date might not be impressed with my old beat up car and may be let down, but I would feel miserable having a nice looking $20,000 ball and chain. An Uncle may see my reluctance for graduate school as an unwillingness to progress in life. A friend might think moving away is running away. A brother might view moving in with my parents as not wanting to grow up. I’m stingy, ungrateful, too comfortable, too short term, too long term. On any big decision, no matter what choices I make I’ll be letting someone down. Especially with life choices, the hard ones… Not all my choices are right, but they’re mine. I couldn’t live with myself if someone else was making those choices for me.