I have a hard time dealing with disappointment. A small piece of 'bad news' will invariably send me into a spiral of self-deprecation and depression. It doesn’t really matter what other things are happening in my life to balance or outweigh the ‘bad news’ - it is doom.  I had a relatively sleepless night last night because I suffered a disappointment yesterday. When I did drift off to sleep my thoughts literally woke me up. The thoughts that I have in the small black hours of the morning are not pretty.