Balancing homework, gymnastics, my goals, studies, and trying to fit in free time was tiresome. That time was also when I watched friends around me fall and hurt themselves. “This will happen to me too,” I thought. Sometimes they twisted their ankle, broke their arm, fractured their wrist, all sorts of injuries. What was worse was, they were working on the same skills that I was doing. After seeing their injuries, I began to worry. Worrying was my second nature. In my every skill, I would hesitate; sometimes even jump off and not try the skill. “Stop worrying,” I would tell myself. It didn't work. Hesitating before every skill, I caused tension. The balance beam scared me the most. Nevertheless, it was my best event, I kept on injuring myself on it. Sometimes I needed extra help. I decided that I needed to focus more. I tried, but it was hard. Everyone in the class was my friend, and they all talked to me. “Just focus, you can talk later,” I thought. I had ups and downs on my path to success. For example, competition season had just begun. My first competition was coming up. Nervousness and anxiety took over my