Patterns and Behavior

There is a moment that almost every person I work with describes in some version of the same way. They are sitting somewhere... in a car, at a kitchen table, staring at a ceiling at two in the morning.. and they are having a conversation with themselves that sounds something like this: What is wrong with me? Not in a dramatic way. Not in a crisis way. In the quiet, exhausted way of someone who has tried. Who has genuinely, repeatedly tried. Who has set the goal, made the plan