I cooked myself from childhood, but how was I supposed to know
When I was younger my mom put me in swimming classes and piano lessons. I didn’t hate swim but I never tried so I never moved up or made it on the swim team and I absolutely hated piano. And every time my mom said she was gonna put me in another sport I would get so mad. Like I seriously don’t know why but when I was a child I was lazy and didn’t want to do anything outside of school (except art classes and make youtube videos, lol). When I quit piano my mom told me “you’re gonna regret this in the future.” Younger me, only focusing on whether or not I enjoyed playing piano at that moment, didn’t understand why quitting would be a bad decision at all. And now I have figured that out the hard way… If I had continued piano and actually tried back then, I would end up having a long term, strong extracurricular, showing dedication and commitment.
But even then I unconditionally hated piano so it’s not like I could force myself to continue. I didn’t like anything my parents put me in when I was younger and because of that I have no super long term ECs. Everyone at my school does a sport and is super good at it because they’ve been doing it since they were young. I don’t play a sport at all. And even if I were to join a sport for the first time at my school I’d be against a bunch of people who’ve already known what they’ve been doing for years.
I wonder why I was like that. I guess back then I didn’t understand the concept of putting in effort and improving, all that I thought was to just attend the lessons and do whatever the coach told me to do with no self motivation because it was an extracurricular my parents chose for me and not something I personally wanted to do. This also makes me wonder how other people my age were willing to do the lessons their parents put them in back then even when practice was challenging. Maybe I was a stubborn child? Has anyone else gone through this?