zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I have always been an athletic person, even as a child. I started training in high jump when I was ten years old and quickly discovered that I had a natural talent for it.
Growing up with my parents, who were both athletes themselves, I learned the importance of hard work and dedication from a young age. But despite all the time and effort I put into training, I often found myself feeling unhappy with my body. My parents' constant criticism and pressure to perform always made me feel like I wasn't good enough.
As I got older, things only got worse. I started noticing that guys at school would rarely talk to me or even glance in my direction. It seemed like no matter how hard I tried or how much effort I put into it, I just couldn't seem to catch anyone's eye. That's when I realized that maybe I wasn't as attractive to men as I had thought.
And to make matters worse, after a nasty breakup with my high school sweetheart, I felt even more down in the dumps. It was like no matter what I did or how hard I tried to be beautiful, it just wasn't working out for me.
It's funny because sometimes when you're sitting at home all alone staring blankly into space, your mind starts to wander and before you know it you're lost in daydreams of what could've been. You start wondering if there was something wrong with you all along or if maybe things would've turned out differently if only you'd
