
“Somewhere stuck between nowhere and goodbye. You had me at hello.”
Life hasn’t been really great even though exams are finally over. Back to more training and then there’s CTV.
Honestly,
I hate that I think so much. I hate that I worry so much. I hate myself being so negative. I hate it. I hate it. It’s one mental barrier that I’m constantly fighting with.
I’m just afraid that I’m screwing up my mind and body. I’m afraid of expectations.
I’m already trying damn fucking hard but it seems that I just keep failing and failing. I see myself going nowhere.
I was thinking about it and about what Adrianna told me.
“Don’t forget why you joined karate in the first place.”
My sis told me that too.
And they’re right.
I need to really stop and think because I’ve become so obsessive. I’ve realised that I’m like boderlining on having a eating disorder, I need iron pills to keep me going, I constantly think of training and becoming fitter and more muscular. I feel guilty if I don’t train. I feel guilty even if I eat normal food like chicken rice. I think about how to improve my skills all the time that I’m losing myself already.
It’s obession. It’s not enjoyment.
I cry when I think I suck, I cry when I can’t get things right and I cry when it’s not perfect.
What I really want is to achieve something that I thought I would never be able to. I want to win medals, I want to be the best. And right now. I’m losing myself to expectations which leads to fear which leads to worry which leads to obsession.
I forgot to train with a smile. And this is bad.
Right now. I need to get over this.
Am on hiatus yet again.