I'm afraid one of my most profound moments of insight is going to come across as well, corny. But that last sentence in its self illustrates the moment perfectly. My senior year in high school I had an awful relationship with my cheerleading coach, but I loved cheering. I loved performing, dancing, stunting, tumbling, and jumping. I loved it all. By my senior year our squad had done well in competition, raised enough money to overcome previous debt and made money to continue competition into the following year. I'd had also made Co-Captain. All star tryouts came along, and routinely all officers on every squad tried out. I was nervous, yet extremely excited. I wanted to show the squad their Co-Captain was the example, not the exception. And for myself I wanted the All Star title. Seeing the corniness? The point is that my coach told me flat out I shouldn't try out because I was too nervous which would inevitably effect my performance ability and I wouldn't make it. In that moment I realized other peoples opinions don't matter. I lost all my naiveness that involved believing individuals in respected positions had good intentions. I tried out anyways with the persuasion from many cheerleading moms and made All Star. Looking back, making it meant nothing; proving her wrong meant everything. At the end of the day you have to be happy with the decisions you've made, regardless of others good or bad advice. What other people is simply irrelevant and insignificant. It took me a long time to learn that, 18 years, but it's been a valuable lesson, especially through college.