Cheer Stole Me

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Cheer stole my life away from me. We practiced mornings, afternoons, and weekends. All I ever did was run an incessant routine, having no time for myself, my friends, or my hobbies. This is when depression hit me. I struggled to balance school and my coach’s unrealistic expectations, and found myself breaking down slowly. My biggest dream became my biggest nightmare. Everyday, I wanted to give everything up, but something within me said no. This was my journey to competing nationally, 3000 miles away from home. After six months of hanging on by a thread, I finally found myself on a National stage. The music started and my worries dissolved under the heat and humidity of the stadium lights. I did exactly what I had done at practice a million
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