Burning both ends

I don't even know where to begin.
 
I always thought that I had all of this handled. I know my abilities, and I know what I can do. When those orphanage brats showed up at the gym, I thought I had it handled. That kick should have ended everything right there - any Lowlands chooch in that gym would have been laid out flat. That kid barely flinched. Even after that, I felt like I could still pull it out, but he got one up on me. Maybe he was better than me. Maybe I got distracted, let myself get cocky, just like Rang cautioned me not to do.
 
I feel like I don't know where to go from here. YB advised me to embrace my abilities, to think of myself as part of the whole rather than trying to fly solo so much. Maybe he's right, but then again, my abilities didn't get me out of that arm bar. Maybe I need the team more than I thought I did. Between today's fight and the display at the club the other night, maybe it's time to accept that our abilities can't outmatch the big guns out there, that we have to get more coordinated and work together more effectively.
 
This is all getting to be too much - I feel like I'm headed for a tipping point. I've got to get it together. Too many people are counting on me.