We're at the six-week checkpoint on New Year's resolutions, and it pains me to report that I have failed miserably in my own 2014 resolution, which I termed: "Get Your Shit Completely Together In The First Six Weeks of 2014, Katherine." What is it that makes us set often outrageous goals for ourselves - lose a bunch of weight, learn to speak another language, end or begin a long-term relationship or change careers? Then there's the added bonus of beating ourselves up when these goals aren't met. Why do we do it? It's prompted largely by expectations – placed on us by our (evidently heartless) selves, or, more often and more surreptitiously, by others in our lives - anyone from a boss or a spouse or a close friend, or, of course, by the ever-elusive "society." And for those people living with disabilities, expectations from others are a tricky business.