My Lucid Journey
All my life I have felt like an underdog, I was the last picked for everything in elementary school. No one ever wanted me to be on their team because I was not good enough. In football, I would miss the final catch that could win the game. In soccer as the goalie, people would score goals on me like it was nothing to it. In basketball, I could never hit the clutch contested three-pointer. After elementary school, my new ambition was to prove everyone who doubted me wrong. I began to mold myself into a better person, I started to become a better student and also develop skills that I thought were relevant. I stopped looking at the short-term benefits of things and just looked at the path I wanted to take to be the best I could be. In my sophomore year, I thought I finally made
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However, during the summer leading into my junior year, my lucid journey was disrupted. I broke my foot skateboarding; it was an imbecilic decision that affected in many ways. Not only was I physically hurt, but I was also psychologically damaged. I felt as if I failed myself and everyone around me. It was as if I fell in a deep crater, nothing that I ever have done in my life had prepared me for something so devastating as this. As a result, my belief in myself and my abilities began to etiolate, all the confidence that I built was annihilated in a split-second. For three months I had to sit in my room and let my body heal, I couldn't do anything and felt like a dead-weight to everyone else. It broke my heart every time I saw my mother pay for my mistakes, the medical bill was costly, and all I could do was sit and watch. I went from top dog to a person who relies on everyone else for everything, I felt conflicted, but at the same time I became more focused. I realized no one could control my potential but me, I didn't have to prove anyone
However, during the summer leading into my junior year, my lucid journey was disrupted. I broke my foot skateboarding; it was an imbecilic decision that affected in many ways. Not only was I physically hurt, but I was also psychologically damaged. I felt as if I failed myself and everyone around me. It was as if I fell in a deep crater, nothing that I ever have done in my life had prepared me for something so devastating as this. As a result, my belief in myself and my abilities began to etiolate, all the confidence that I built was annihilated in a split-second. For three months I had to sit in my room and let my body heal, I couldn't do anything and felt like a dead-weight to everyone else. It broke my heart every time I saw my mother pay for my mistakes, the medical bill was costly, and all I could do was sit and watch. I went from top dog to a person who relies on everyone else for everything, I felt conflicted, but at the same time I became more focused. I realized no one could control my potential but me, I didn't have to prove anyone