My father stopped training me in football when I was maybe like 7/8 after my doctors told him I’d never be able to play professionally due to a condition I have.
He’s visiting from Haiti rn and watched me play in a few matches today.
He told me “You’re a great player. Great enough to love playing for the rest of your life. You did that yourself”
And yea pretty much now I’m good on validation for like the next 10 years there’s really nothing anyone could say to me that would matter more than those words












