Sighing, I moved to the couch and sat down. I can do this. I was born for this. I spent my life training and preparing for this moment, even if I was unaware of it. My dad must have known this was going to happen soon or later. All those hours of him grilling and pushing me to my limit has lead me to this moment.
‘One day, Nina, you will see how all this is worth it. You will need to control your emotions and do what is right. Dig deep and get back up!’ he yelled at me as I took another hit and was ready to give up. We were training in the forest again. I was about 7 or 8 years old, and dad was teaching me to stand tall but belittling me outfit. I couldn’t take what he said about my pretty shirt, so I ran to him and he pushed me down. I had tears down my face and mud on my new shirt.
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