It's not just disappointment. It definitely starts from there but slowly it turns into something bigger, darker. An emotion that slowly conquers all of your other thoughts. A certain kind of emotion that feeds an insecurity, a fear that has always been there, a monster that was simply put to sleep a long time ago but now it awakens ready to devour its pray. Long sharp nails, fangs that could easily rip flesh and eyes with no emotion. That monster, that abomination was him. As he looked himself in the mirror his darkest fears had worn his face, mocking him because no matter what he did he couldn't ignore his nature, no matter how hard he tried something would always come up and remind him a harsh reality he tried to avoid. He was a monster, he came from monsters and the people he loved one say would see it too.