I've wrestled for two years. Wrestling has been the only sport that I have participated in competition wise. And in those two years, I've received the following injuries:

Torn ACL and Meniscus in my left knee countless cracked ribs on my left side.

And that's all my first year. Some may not think that's much.

But try telling that to my Mother.-.-"

My second year injuries include a Left Hip Injury after being slammed onto it 3-4 feet in the air and God knows how many concussions. And a broken nose.

I quit because I would've been kicked off the team due to fighting cause of the harassment I was receiving from my so-called "teammates" and the coach was doing nothing about it.Let's just say, it was so innapropriate that it wasnt even freakin' funny.I broke down twice after practice in the girls' locker room from it.I was taking the High Road, which is kinda like the same titled song by Fort Minor.

I didn’t wrestle from January First to February 26. Feb. 26 was Girls' Open State in McPherson,Kansas. I ended up with not finishing the tourney cause I got sent to the ER with possible c6 and clavicle injuries. I come out of it with torn muscles in my left shoulder from the base of my neck to somewhere in my shoulder.

All my injuries have come back clean from MRI's and CT Scans, but they always act up. (‘fore I forget, my medical bill limit is like two grand, and I’ve passed it. Both years.) To the point of tears. And I hate to cry. I was literally beating myself up for crying at Girls' State in front of all those people, those little girls who look up to the older wrestlers and my two coaches who were mat side with me, trying to calm me down and were telling me it was okay to cry. Call me weird, but yes, I hate to cry. Only time I’ve cried and not beat myself up for it was when both of my grandparents died.

My mother is now telling me that I cannot wrestle anymore, and that she wants me to have nothing to do with it.

Now the question is, what should I do? I want to follow my mother’s wishes but, I can’t turn my back on wrestling. I may have only done it for two years, unlike others who’ve been wrestling since the age of five, but I still love it just as much as them, despite all the crap I've received from it.You fellow wrestlers will understand when I say that there’s a certain draw about wrestling. The adrenaline rush, just everything about it. Oh yeah, can’t forget the fact that it’s the only sport that encourages you to rub your opponents face into the floor. XD