Truth is, I have to try really hard not to cry every time I see my basketball team jump for joy and laugh with each other. It’s hard to have an injury your senior year. Although basketball is far from my favorite sport, it still hurts. I don’t even feel like a part of the team anymore. And the scariest thought I have? That I will never be able to do the sport I love in the spring. And that scares me more than anything. That I will never get these moments back again. And I’m missing out on so much. My PT cleared me to start warming up with the basketball team next week if we make it to sub-section championship. But I’m so scared that in that 20 minutes, something bad will happen, and I won’t be able to do track. I really don’t want to warm up with them, but I don’t want people to know. I want to look strong, like I’m coping great with my situation and I’m invincible. But I am far from strong, and this injury scares me so much. I just pray that everything will be okay in the end. I feel like I at least deserve that.