Ever since I was a little girl participating in little girls Northeast cheer camp, I dreamed of becoming a cheerleader when I became old enough. When freshman year came around, I was nervous for my first day of cheerleading practice. I was afraid that even though my older sister was there with me I would feel left out. I was amazed with how unreal the outcome felt. Coach and the other girls made me feel welcome. I felt like I was part of another family. I fell in love with the sport and cheer became my reason for waking up in the morning. By the time winter cheer season came around of my sophomore year I was interested in a guy. My parents told me not to get caught up in guys because they did not want me to get hurt. I was struck with what felt like love. He came to basketball games and even wrestling meets to watch me do the one thing that I still loved. I would sit on the mat and giggle at the way he looked down at me from the bleachers. We had been dating for almost seven months and then fall cheer started up again. I was excited because he would finally be able to see me stunt at a football game. Despite the numerous times he told me he was going to show up to watch …show more content…
He made me feel like I was always the bad guy. I also gave up on running due to Derek because he did not trust me. I told him I was going out for a run, but he thought I was going out to see another guy. I did not want to start a fight so I stayed at his house. Eventually, I stopped running all together. The trust issue should have been flipped throughout our relationship though. Derek became very flirtatious with one of my best friends, Kenzie. I needed to blame someone, and so I pointed the finger at her. I told her we could not be friends any longer and that was just the way it had to be. I later found out that he was cheating on me with her. I felt like I should have no blamed her because it was not her fault. I needed my best friend back to help me through everything that had just happened. Giving up on all of our memories and any chance of being her friend again, I was hurt. I never thought a relationship could destroy friends too, but they do. Losing everything that made me happy throughout our relationship, made me realize more than just a boy can make you happy. Thousands of promises he made to me were broken. I gave up on things that any right boyfriend would make me realize is a stupid thing to give up on. I regretted my choices of giving up on cheerleading, running, and my best friend Kenzie. Giving on people who do not love you can be traumatizing and may hurt, but it will