𝕰𝖓𝖉 𝖀𝖕 𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖊 [ 5SOS ]

02. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝙳𝚘𝚟𝚎'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

𝑴𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 when I was seven years old and since then it has been just me and my dad. I have more childhood memories with him, because at the time of the divorce I was just a kid who didn't understand why parents yelled at each other so much to the point that one night mom took all of her belongings with her.

Due to her profession as a flight attendant, seeing my mother is a challenge. Nowadays her absence doesn't affect me as much, but when I was just a little girl, I constantly thought that it was my problem.

I was the one with the defect.

My father always did everything he could to fill her absence, but he is also a very busy man. The way he has made up for all this is to constantly pamper me, giving me expensive gifts and even trips to enjoy with my girlfriends.

Only nothing will replace him or my mother.

Nothing, and no one.

Regardless of all this, I can say that I had the perfect life in California: I lived in a beautiful house, I had friends who appreciated my attention and my friendship, and most importantly for me, an impeccable reputation.

It is a flaw I have, but without the recognition and validation of others, I am nothing. My psychologist used to tell me that I am the way I am because of the relationship I have with my parents, I look to others for what I don't have from them. I am aware that this may be one of the reasons, but change is so hard, especially when we are already inside a vicious cycle.

This is the big problem that moving to Australia brings for me.

Here... I am nobody.

Nobody knows who I am, nobody knows what I like to do in my spare time, what my favorite dish or color is, nobody wants to know my secrets and feel important when I share them.

I am just another one of dozens of girls who was admitted to college to try to follow their dream.

And that is why I am currently at the University of Sydney. Some people want to be singers, dancers, painters, writers, doctors, and among so many other professions. And I want to be a professional hockey player.

The first impression they have of me is that I am a fragile, delicate, and very feminine girl. And yes, I am all that and more, but I have my other side that is more sporty, ambitious and very competitive.

In my opinion, there is no sport for men and sport for women. No. Whether you are a man or a woman, you should do the sport you like and not suffer prejudice and discrimination for it. However, not everyone thinks the same way as I do.