Finally I'm crying. The years streaming down my face. I didn't think it was going to be this difficult. And it would not except for them. They make it hard. They tell me all the reasons why I should not do my sport. They just make it so hard. I'm only one person. I can't do everything. I've been doing this ever since I was little and now that I'm older, loving it. And it seems like they want me to quit. I'm super happy I finely get to do this and it seems like there not. You'd think they'd be happy me for me..... But I don't think they are.