When you love something so much you are never supposed to let it go. Right? That is what you would think, at least until the thing you love begins to hurt you. I became emotionally unstable, I started to fail classes, and I learned to think that softball should come before everything. It was over my life; it should come before anything and I was totally okay with that.
From the time that I was eleven years old all the way up to even now, my life has been consumed by the sport of softball. I love it, I lived it; I wanted it to become part of my life forever. I was a kid with a dream. At the end of my freshman year of college I decided to stop playing softball. Halfway through season I tore the labrum in my shoulder 180 Degrees and had a severe case of bursitis.
I wanted to play still because I loved my team. I did everything I could for my team. But I was finished. I couldn't take it anymore. I beat my self up everyday for deciding to stop.
My excuse for quitting is not my shoulder though. My excuse is that I failed biology. That is what I was majoring in, so why am I failing it? I decided that school was more important than sports and I obviously could not handle both at the same time. This was not high school anymore, I had to do what was best for me. This goes for everyone. Sometimes you have to sacrifice something or someone you love to better YOUR life. In the end all you have is yourself anyways. Make your life beautiful. If something does not make you happy anymore then get rid of it. I used to believe that I could not live without softball, but I know my decision was the right one for me.
If you have something in your life that is toxic to your own growth, drop it. It will be hard but think about how happy you will be in the end. Don't get me wrong I LOVED my team. I did whatever it took to make myself better for them, but I thought they would be better off with someone else who could give 100%. All I was doing was hurting them and myself. I believed that there was someone better for the position and I was right. I still have the scars on my legs from sliding. I still have the memories, and most of all I still have the friendships that I gained over the past 10 years of my life.
So, do what makes you happy because in the end that is all that matters.
