I walked off the soccer field in utter disappointment. We won our game 9-0, yet I was still upset. "You have no vision of the field and you have no speed! Stop messing around!" The words of my coach stung as I felt tears flooding my eyes. This was life throughout my Junior year.
After having a successful soccer season my Sophomore year, I was determined to retain my starting position and find a place on the BIIF All-Star Division I team. Day after day, I worked the hardest I possibly could to obtain my goals. I dedicated all of my time and energy to improve throughout the season. Feeling stronger every day, I could see all of my goals being fulfilled. Little did I know what ahead of me.
The feeling of accomplishment didn't last forever. After two games, playing with my team started to run downhill. Constantly being blamed for not running fast enough, not playing defense or not scoring, my passion for the game started to decrease. They game that once took my problems away, was now the game that created my problems. I felt worthless after every practice and game, not knowing what to do anymore. It hurt that my peers were doing this, but it broke my heart to have my coach say these awful remarks to me when I have been an extremely dedicated player.
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Things I had learned from my coach previously, were now being contradicted due to other players having a different style of play. I was told I had no vision of the field, yet I had one of the most assists on our team. I was told I was slow, when I outran everyone in the sprints. My mind would often ask, "Why me? Why am I being treated differently than the other girls? Why does this have to happen?" Had I been given the opportunity to prove myself, I realized, I would have shown my value for this