This is a long rant, my bad.
I recently turned 23. I started training karate when I was 9, Japanese Goju Ryu in a small dojo in my home town. Still a brown belt. I took my examination for brown belt in 2018.
I hit a set back when I was 15, in 2019, because I had to temporarily dedicate every night to practicing for a big concert, as I used to be in orchestra when I was in middle school. After this, I came back to train at 16 years old, but had to change dojos because my original sensei (let’s call him Sensei A, the one I was most attached to) got accused of a serious crime and arrested. He was my most complete mentor in every sense. Despite my introverted personality and the fact I’ve never been physically big, he pushed me far and always gave me opportunities to prove my worth and skill, albeit pushing me to my limits emotionally and physically. This was its own grief by itself, this dojo closing and losing this mentor.
At 19 years old, college sophomore, after a long search, I found and began practicing under Sensei B. I had known sensei B since I was a kid. He used to teach with sensei A’s dojo when I was little, but he left when I was about 11 due to a disagreement he got into with Sensei A. I never really knew what the disagreement was about, but they separated and Sensei B opened up his own dojo I only found out about that year. His personality was completely different, more outgoing and performing, and in many senses less harsh than Sensei A when it came to punishments, but I always thought of him as a good teacher when it came to technique.
When I joined his dojo as a college student, obviously most students were younger than me, they were the age I was when I started. And some of them are really good, I applaud them, and I like practicing with them, even if they’re younger than me.
But I feel like Sensei B doesn’t really care about me like Sensei A at all. He was more hung up on other people that are more active in the dojo, which I understand, but I had completely different responsibilities as a college student, and I don’t rely on my parents anymore for anything. If anything I take myself everywhere and make time for it, I also pay for everything. I studied engineering in a city that was 1 hour away from where this dojo was. I still drove the 2 hours there and back, 3 times a week just to practice for an hour, while still keeping up with the demanding degree.
I’ve always had a complicated relationship with sparring. Despite my skill, my small build made me struggle when I got set up against people twice my weight and height in tournaments. This got worse as my age increased. I trained hard to simply be able to move around these types of people in point fights.
I went to one of my first tournaments after not competing for a very long time (since I was 14) at 20 years old. It felt terrible, I was placed in the 18-45 year olds category, and I couldn’t even handle the fights well when Sensei B placed me in the black belt category (to try it out, he said, although I received no coaching for these fights and had returned to karate only 6 months prior). Of course I was scared, I’d never fought black belt category. And my opponents were so much bigger than me, that I felt like I was fighting to survive, not for sport. During one minute I got punched so hard my helmet literally ripped apart. This sincerely really discouraged me from fighting. I felt so weak and like I didn’t belong there, despite having a temporary black belt on my waist and years of training at that point.
Also, there’s this 14 year old kid that basically runs the dojo and is a junior black belt and Sensei B just lets him. Not that this is wrong, the kid truly deserves it. He’s trained hard, and I have to give it to him. Especially at that age. I try to be as humble as I can when it comes to age gaps. But I’m not an attention seeker at heart, I’m not competing with anyone else to “lead” the dojo. Which isn’t even my interest. I’ll help students in need, but I don’t do shows for leadership. It’s not in my nature. When he’s not around, is when I actually get a chance to teach or help. With this other sensei too, let’s call him Sensei C, he has been the only one to advocate and believe in me at this point in regards to the black belt thing, or adding dans to my brown belt. He’s known me since I was training with Sensei A as well.
Point is, Sensei B gave me like two chances to teach when I first started with his dojo and because I haven’t been loud or up in center about it, now he just always takes over or let’s the kid do it. It just doesn’t feel as fair. The other day I was helping while he took a call and when he got off the call, he just took over what I was doing and didn’t let me continue.
Fast forward, I trained in this dojo since 2023 until this year. However I graduated college this summer and moved to a new country a month ago for a new job and master’s degree program that was the opportunity of my life and I worked very hard countless nights to get into.
I said goodbye to this dojo about a month and a half ago. Sensei C was sad about the news. Sensei B, who knew since May about the move, started talking to me about the test date all of a sudden. He’d never even made plans with me for an examination during all these years. I told him this was my last class and I was flying out the country the following week. I’ve been there since 2023…busting my ass off while doing undergraduate studies and driving the 2 hrs back and forth. It’s 2026. Why bring the test up now…? Why not give me the chance before? I know I wasn’t big on tournaments but I still kept showing up to classes, despite all that pushed me to leave this for good. It left me feeling confused and upset. I said my goodbyes and Sensei B told me I could come back whenever I was visiting.
I’m in the new country now at the new job. In my office, earlier, I got a group text of group examinations this Saturday. Sure I’m happy for the kids, but there were a few names in there of people that were my rank way after me. And had way less attendance/persistence in training than me.
Why did they get the chance and I didn’t? Just because I didn’t act tough and like younger students owed me something?
How come people who were my rank newly a year and a half ago got the chance to examinate themselves, but I didn’t, in three years.
It indignates me and hurts me. Honestly, as terrible of a feeling it is. At this point, I’m feeling like just finding another dojo here even if it’s not the same style and I need to wear white on my waist. Does it even matter at this point if I stayed my rank for years on end with no chances? Might as well forget about the color. Seems like I had more chances starting over somewhere than continuing this damn 14 year old rank.
I’m not sure what to do. I’m not the most outgoing, and starting over again feels daunting…even just showing up somewhere to ask for classes. I feel like I’m losing my mind.
I believe I’m a patient person. Hell, I’ve been a brown belt for a longer time than it took me to get from white to brown at this point. But this just hurts.
I don’t understand. I’ve been at this dream for the same lifespan these kids have been alive. I’ve had to leave against my will more than once, and still have found the courage against all odds to come back and keep coming back. Disregarding all the embarrassment and set backs.
Why didn’t I get a chance? Why wasn’t I considered for it? I know how this seems. I’m 23, double the age of these kids that are half my age and winning more medals than I could ever possibly imagine after that one tournament. But why am I constantly getting demoted in groups. All I faced was embarrassment after embarrassment. Taking orders and scoldings from people that were born when I got into the sport. I know how it sounds, like I’m comparing myself to some kids and sulking. Which maybe I am. But I’m tired of holding it all inside of myself. I genuinely tried my best to hold my head up high for a long time, trying to learn from anyone regardless of where I was in my martial art career and where they were. Part of being a martial artist is discipline, perseverance, humbleness. But this is genuinely such an awful ache that I can’t vent to anyone about.
I keep coming back and back and back to always the same place, the same position the same spot, sometimes even a lower position as everyone around me moves up and I don’t. I don’t think I’ve ever known pain like this. I don’t know if I’m spiraling or I was just never cut out to be a black belt/ martial artist?
I guess I just wanted some advice, from anyone who has any.
Thanks for reading the long rant if you made it up to here.