BOOM. A place I once belonged in, the door shut against my face. I heard the lock click, and saw the lights turn off. Darkness. My face felt hot, and tears welled up in my eyes. The question always began with, “If you don’t mind me asking…” Repeated by friends, teachers, even administrators, I felt as if I was living the same moments over again. The second the words slipped out of their mouth, or the expression showed on their face, I knew what was coming next. Weirdly enough, I cared about their response, good or bad. Everyone has to know why I chose this and why it is not the moment that defines me. With a shaky voice, I told my story.
During tryouts for my high school’s varsity soccer team freshman year, I took note of the kind and wholesome personalities of the other students playing. Welcomed by the upperclassmen, I saw a home for myself on the field. As a team, we worked strongly and every player helped one another. We were a family on and off the field. Three years flew by, and without realizing it, I learned more about myself. My love for soccer grew and I continued to meet new people that contributed to helping me prosper. Yet, junior year began and everything changed, I developed a new mindset. I did not want to play anymore.
As the junior season began, I was selected to be captain. Since I joined the team, this opportunity has been a dream of mine. I was ecstatic to have this responsibility. Yet being a captain and an upperclassmen, helping to lead the team did not feel right. I moved backwards, and did not feel at home anymore. Throughout the season, my teammates and coaches engraved the idea of perfection. In fact, “anything less is unacceptable”. This burden was not one I wanted to carry into senior year; so, I left it behind. Although fearful of leaving a part of my identity behind and being deprecated, I knew it was best for me. The unknown is frightening for most; yet, new opportunities inspire me to explore new ways to grow.
Slowly, as I told my teammates and coaches, the fear minimized. Looking forward to my senior year, I began without the stress of performing for people who expected the impossible: perfection. Knowing my limits and learning that I do not need to make everyone happy made me stronger. At the end of the day, if I am satisfied with myself then that is what matters most to me.
I found myself. I discovered that working out at my own pace was a preferable method of staying healthy to me. I joined a gym and began working out everyday in classes with people who shared similar goals. Here, I was supported and everyone grew together. Rather than being forced into competition, we encourage each other. The vigorous workouts everyday encourage me to push myself to become stronger. I am growing at an accelerated rate compared to on my previous team. When I am placed in the right, supportive environment, I thrive. Grateful for my experiences on my high school soccer team and for the lessons I learned throughout, I came out to be a strong, diligent person who is mature enough to understand when to step down. Worried of being considered a quitter, I know I did not give up but only recognized what I needed to improve. My journey to finding myself is not over and with acknowledging my limit, I found the determination to flourish.