I Try

I hate the word: Quitter

There are things that I’ve wanted to give up in my life, but didn’t because I was afraid of being called a quitter. Just a few things that I wanted to give up on, but didn’t:

Reading- I was a horrible reader when I was younger, but I didn’t give up and now today reading is one of favorite things to do. I read the small print, 1000 page book Gone with the Wind at age 15.

When I was 10 I signed up for little league baseball. My dad tried to talk me out of it saying I would have more fun in an all girls league, but I was too young to understand why. I ended up being the only girl in the league and I got a lot of beef for it. I would get a lot of negative comments from the opponent teams players and coaches. And even after I had negativity directed toward me and the fact that I was afraid of the ball, I played to the end of the season to get my trophy.

In fifth grade I signed up for this kiddy marathon at my school. The idea was that we would run from the closest elementary school back to mine. Less than half way my asthma kicked in and I had to slow down. I wanted to stop so badly, but I didn’t and at the end of the run I ran through the sea of students that were there to cheer on the runners.

The second time I ever went snowboarding, I went with some friends who had been snowboarding way longer than me and took me up a slope that was too advanced for me. With three inches of powder to work with it took me three hours to get down when my friends had passed me about ten times. I got a seasons pass that year and by the end of the season I was doing tricks.

In high school I thought it would be interesting to try out for Varsity Cheerleading. I was out of shape and I didn’t know the first thing about cheerleading. It was a three week try out, more than half of the people quite by the end of the three weeks. I knew that if I didn’t quit then I had a chance. I ended up tying for the first pick after all the returners.

A lot of those had to do with sports, but sports are usually the things I want to quite most with, but recently I felt walking away from something that wasn't a sport. I felt like walking away from a relationship because I could see that I wasn‘t what he needed me to be. I had a strong feeling that it was going to end anyway, but I didn’t want to quit. I wanted to stay because I believe in giving something your all especially when someone else is involved. I wanted to quite, but I didn’t and in the end they quit on me.

There’s some things that I have quit on (I am human after all), but there’s one thing I can say with confidence: At the end of a relationship I will never be the quitter. How do you know you don't like someone if you haven't gotten to know who they really are?