zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I'm a bit of an awkward creature. I've been training for the past five years to become a high jump athlete, and my hard work has finally paid off - I just qualified for the nationals! But with all this pressure on me to perform at my best, it's hard not to get caught up in negative self-talk about my body. Those long legs of mine? A curse more often than not. People always expect me to tower above everyone else on the track field, and when I don't quite meet their expectations... well, let's just say I've had my fair share of disappointment. That ponytail that keeps escaping from under my helmet? Yeah, it drives me crazy too.
I used to love being at the stadium - all those people cheering for me! But after a while, the only noise I can hear is my own doubts and fears. Am I good enough? Do guys even notice me? Forget about dating; forget about having friends outside of the sport scene altogether... it feels like no one takes an interest in talking to me beyond asking about my training schedule or my latest jump record.
Sometimes, after a particularly grueling session on the track field, I'll find myself staring blankly into space while staring at these photos of beautiful women. They all seem so confident - their bodies, their smiles... they're like another universe from mine. And it's not just about how we look; it's about our very existence in this world. When will I stop
