I feel lighter in mood and a sense of relief washes over me as I reflect on the past few days. Taking responsibility for my actions was the first step towards my temporary healing. I remember the weight lifting off my shoulders as I apologized to Matthew, the coach and my teammates for my behavior during the last competition.
My foul mood had ruined everything, and owning up to it was the hardest but most necessary thing I've done. Although I've been on suspension, I feel better knowing that my relationship with them is all good.
Now, I can say that I'm in a better place, mentally. I don't need help from anyone else. I've come to accept that some things are beyond my control, and not everything is meant to be mine. It's a hard pill to swallow, but it has been my key to mental and emotio
