I forgot what a passion I had for dancing
So I've been training to be a professional athlete in a certain sport since I was 12. Recently I've lost the drive that I once had and don't feel like training and don't feel the same love for the sport that I once did, now I'm conflicted with myself as a large part of me wants to quit and go to uni whereas another part says that I should continue, but I'm just so sick and tired of everything and don't see the point anymore. I don't want to be a quitter but should I really continue with something when my heart isn't in it anymore. I don't know how to tell me family and friends as I feel like I've always been that person who's been playing that sport. I really don't know what to do
Hmm this is a new kind of sore...
My boyfriend is really good at that one sport and I seriously think he could become a professional - and win world cups. He doesn't have much competition in our country since the sport isn't popular here, but it is elsewhere. But he keeps saying that he's not good enough, no matter how often I try to tell him that he is really, really talented and with just a bit more practice could already be better than most professionals there already are. It's making me kinda sad.
it can be difficult for me to remember that dispite all the smiles, and jokes and wel~wishes. that in reality not one of these people are real, and half would rather see me dead, or in jail for some shit I most likely didn't do anyway...MOTIVATION GOALS!
i watch maywether/McGregor videos. maywether dress, acts, talks likes a 14 year-old. no class
Had prelims( the top 12 swimmers in each event get to go to championships) today and I've been working so hard to drop time and to gain stamina and surprisingly enough I made it to championships! I told my friends about it and they were incredibly happy. I tell my dad and he seemed happy enough. Prelims were divided into two days so we got out earlier than we would on a normal meet. And I swear to god my dad was more happy to leave early than he was about the fact that I made it to championships. I let it go because I know it was hard for him to get up at 5am and spend all day in the heat (I was still in a good mood). So then my mom got back from work a few hours after I got home and so I rush down stairs to tell her that I made it, and she says " I'm not happy, not about the fact that you made it to championships but with my work, my co-workers are so annoying" then she starts to rant about her day and how her co-workers are pissing her off. Like I get it, she doesn't have an easy job and it's hard, and stresses her out. And my mom is a very hard worker but what got to me was that ,instead of saying "congratulations" or "I'm proud of you" she just starts complaing about her day. It makes me feel like all my efforts were just useless. like gosh I'm a 15 year old girl, can I please just get some attention from my parents?? And to top it off, during dinner my mom starts telling my dad about her day, and my dad starts to support her rant and is saying stuff like " yeah what you did was right" and " next time talk to the manager". They completely ignored me. It was like they were in their own little bubble and I was just watching and listening to them. My day started with me feeling so happy and accomplished to feeling unappreciated and like my efforts were not good enough. idk what to even do right now.
I keep remembering trauma from the past....and it's bothering me. I'm afraid
who's from USA that's heard of Australia's NRL or AFL?
ive tried the victoria secret special detox shake.. it makes you vomit like a puque machine and sweat like a pig and shit liquid like its an oil spill niagra falls. but it does the job.