IckleBall

“The worst part about all the toxic trophies I’ve collected from these Ickleball tournaments is…I don’t get to go back in time and bow out gracefully. I can’t unsay the hateful things I’ve said, to the people I actually care about. Which makes my wins feel like losses. Going back and forth used to be fun because…I’m better at paddling pettiness. But the pRiZE costs me my peace so…ion feel like playing right now. Tossing around our trauma in order to prove this point is out too. Because all that does is put my weaknesses on display…for the benchwarmers. So securing another empty win feels…unsmart. Especially since I’m pushing 40…and can no longer blame my desire to play these goofy a** games…on my youth.”