zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
As a young athlete, I've dedicated most of my life to training and competition. The rush of adrenaline during competitions is something that few people understand - the focus, the skill, the sheer willpower required to push oneself to the limit. But with every victory comes a price: the constant pressure, the scrutiny, the never-ending need to improve.
I've always felt like I'm walking on thin ice, like one wrong move could send me tumbling into obscurity. The pressure mounts as each competition approaches - will I be able to perform? Will my body hold up? The fear of failure is always lurking in the shadows.
But it's not just about the external pressures that weigh on me. As a woman, there are internal expectations that come with being an athlete: the need to look perfect, the pressure to conform to certain standards of beauty. It's exhausting trying to live up to everyone else's expectations while struggling to find my own identity within the sport. The loneliness is suffocating at times.
