When I started cheerleading in 9th grade, I fell deeply in love with it. Many things drew me towards it: the family I received, the idea of working hard to succeed, and simply the feeling of pure ecstasy when we hit a stunt or the team crushed a dance. I became very devoted, and soon it consumed my whole life.Everything I could learn, I wanted to learn. Cheerleading captivated my every thought. This continued on for two years through injuries and difficulties. By my junior year, my entire identity had become cheerleading. My friends were cheerleaders. I’d rather listen to cheer music than regular music. When new or different people spoke to me, they would ask, “How’s cheer?” and I would talk to them about it. …show more content…
Traveling exhausted me, and I already missed my family. I did not know how much I would enjoy the trip. When we finally got outside after hours of breathing stale airport and airplane air, a breath of fresh air fills my lungs and a calming wave consumes me. It felt like the first time I actually got a chance to breathe since October. Throughout my trip in Italy, I had only one conversation about cheerleading. Cheerleading barely exists in Italy. During the vacation, I made incredible friends- friends that valued me for who I am , prior to knowing I was a cheerleader. I discovered new things to love, I found new reasons to smile, and I caught the travel bug. Having a lot of time to relax in a place where cheerleading did not exist helped me rediscover myself. When I came home, my little sister told me I was a different person entirely, and I felt that I was too. I am so much more than I had allowed myself to be in the first three years of high school. I am an artist, a musician, a loyal friend, an author, a comedian and successful. I am more than just a