When it’s your senior year you want it to go perfect. You want good grades, have a great group of friends to have fun with, be the best in whatever extracurricular activity you participate in. My name is Austin Turner. I am a senior wrestler at Lincoln High School. I was never very good at wrestling. I was good for a new wrestler, but there were definitely better wrestlers than me. At the beginning of this season I was 167 pounds. At the end I was 145. It almost killed me. A lot of that weight was lost in a two week period. I looked so bad I had a teacher threaten to email my coach and parents.

I thought this year would be a good year for me. I thought I would win a fair amount of matches. It wasn’t. I lost all but one match. I wish I would have done better.

This was supposed to be my season. My year. But it wasn’t. It was just one failure after another. My grades went down. I started getting depressed. I felt like I was losing friends because i could never hang out with them. I hated myself. I could barely stay awake. This year killed me emotionally, but I powered through. I fought until I could fight no more. My season ended.