I notice everything. And by everything I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
if ur sad do not fear friend i am sending puppies to help u
I know I’m improving, I feel as though I got it, but when you’re not chosen or at least called back — you begin to question yourself is your best worth it?
When I hear “full out”—- I give 110% or at least that’s what it feels like. Lungs burning, legs about to snap, but its all worth it. Or so I thought.
It’s times like these i really have to question: “is it worth it?” I could spend that 4 hours studying or other things like a job (psh studying…more like netflix.) but seriously though. Because my best isn’t enough, when will it be? And that is one of my biggest fears, that it will never be enough.
I love my team but damn; I wish i had some reassurance that will tell me things will get better. I don’t want things just given to me, i want to earn it. But as the saying goes “only time can tell.”
If I learned anything from practice tonight, it’s that I really need to bring my A-game. I tell myself this every quarter. But this new class is really scary. Exciting. But scary.
In other news, if you don’t want to make plans with me, just say it to my face. I’m a big girl. I can take it. Trust me - it’s okay.
It’s no one else’s fault that you aren’t that
I don’t get this shit