Why I Want To Do Something Good?

Is being forced to do something good, or is it bad? Most people that I know have been forced to do something during their life that they did not want to do. This can sometimes be good for the person; however, it usually does not turn out well. In most cases this doesn’t work because it is normal for a person to not try when they don’t feel like doing something. All people will experience the feeling of not wanting to do something in their life, and usually the end result is not what is expected. When I was younger, about the age of 6, my parents wanted me to play every sport that I could play except for football. Because of them, I played baseball in the spring and fall, soccer in the summer, and basketball in the winter. This was
This didn’t really anger my parents, but they wanted me to stay especially active in baseball and basketball. When I played soccer I hated it so much, I hated the running and just the meaning of the sport. I thought that it was so stupid to chase a white ball across a huge field. Part of the reason I quit playing was because I wasn’t very good at it, but it didn’t help that I just plain hated the sport. After I quit playing soccer, I then played travel baseball in the summer, which helped prepare me for high school baseball very well. This helped contribute to my decision to never play soccer again after that summer, because I liked playing travel baseball so much. At the time, I was happy to make the decision, and looking back now I wish I would’ve made the decision to quit much sooner. Being on a great travel ball team, further made up my mind to quit. When I was younger, I wasn’t good at any sports, except for being decent at basketball, but that didn’t stop me from playing travel ball and after a few summers I became more talented at baseball. Once I was the age of twelve, I had basically forgotten about even playing
When I played soccer, for the few years that I did, I never enjoyed playing it. Really the only reason I played for as long as I did, was because most of my friends played, and they kind of talked me into it. When I decided to quit my friends were sad, but they still respected my decision. I also respected their decisions to keep playing as well. I wish that I had never even decided to play the sport, because it never benefitted me in any way, and I think I could have benefitted more from playing baseball in the summer. I can still remember my last soccer game to this day, and it isn’t a good memory because I gave up the game winning goal. This upset many people and also played a part in me deciding to not play anymore. It wasn’t that I felt bad after that game that made me quit, it was that I was just burnt out of playing it and I wanted to do something