Why Did My Collapse-Personal Narrative

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Last year I tore my LCL and was supposed to be out of all activity for 6 weeks. It was a major setback for me since I have never experienced an injury before. I ended up only being out for 4 weeks, spending everyday in Physical Therapy. It was extremely painful, mentally and physically, because I had just gotten a new skill and I had already lost it. I did not like sitting out, watching my teammates, so I kept working to get stronger and eventually healed. It affected me a huge amount thinking I would not be able to get my tumbling back. I learned what not to do while tumbling, plus how much I do not like injuries. Furthermore I got my old/new skill back, plus it is better than ever. In the end I would not be here, doing great, without my injury.

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