Freshman year I decided to try out for the Varsity Cheerleading Team at my high school. I was as nervous as the fans during the last seconds of a close game. I had to strike up some confidence, but I had made the team. After that point, I worked as hard as I possibly could to make myself noticeable to the team. Little did I know, my near future with this team wasn‘t the fairytale dream I had hoped it would be. “Practice makes perfect,” but not always. Our coach was a difficult person and had many favorites; I was not one of them. My self-esteem plummeted. Her treatment and attitude towards me weighed heavily on my shoulders and made me feel as if I would never be good enough to play a major role in the squad. I fought so hard to come out with the best version of myself; I …show more content…
Nothing I ever made a single inch of movement towards where I wanted to be. I decided to stop caring so much. It was always going to be this way, why try harder for an impossible outcome? This was going to be in my thoughts until I graduated, until some news came about; the current coach would not be returning for my senior year and there would be a new coach. I really couldn’t believe it. After all this time, I would get a fresh start. It was still bittersweet. As mean as she could be, she was my coach with whom I had made so many memories. That was in the past now, there was a new season premiering and I was going to strive to be an exhilarating new character. After years of being pushed off to the side and almost to the point of losing my confidence, finally, all my hard work was rewarded as if I had received a gold medal. The new coach had seen my potential, just like I had hoped. I was recently elected as one of the captains of the Varsity Cheerleading Team. This act of gratitude from my coach made me gain my confidence back and I will forever be grateful for this opportunity. I now recognize my