Category: ballet

Snow White. 

I never used to talk about being sick. I kinda forgot how much I never talked about it until recently. Granted, I didn’t used to know as much as I know now, even though I feel like I’m still so very much in the dark about so much of what is causing all of this.…

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Take care. 

I skipped class tonight.  It made me sad. Usually when I skip, it comes with a sense of relief. Not that I don’t want to be there, I do, but because it takes the weight of the expectation off.  This time, it was torn two ways. The weight was lifted, but then my heart was…

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Interim classes.

Yesterday started off as one of those rough days. It was a struggle, and all I could think of was that at the end of the day, I got to dance. I didn’t so much care that it was in a studio or in a class, I just wanted an empty space and music to…

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Limit yourself. 

I deal with perpetual depression and anxiety.  Now that that is out of the way.  I woke up this morning pretty panicky. For no good reason, but I couldn’t shake it. All I wanted to do was dance, but deep down I was nervous that dance might make it worse. (Probably me jumping to worst…

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Small Studio

I may have mentioned before, but on Tuesdays–now that I stay through both hours of the VI’s class–I noticed that the small studio was open while Julie had the advanced Jazz class in the big studio. I asked Ms. Munro if I could use it to work on things when no one was in it.…

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New semester

Classes have started back up for the new semester.Our first class, the V’s class, was taught by Ms. Munro since our normal teacher wasn’t there.I really liked this. I love a good Ms. M class.She didn’t go easy on us, which was good. She corrected my arm placement, which I’ve now been trying to be…

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Work for what you want.

Yesterday I seemed to be struck with a new dose of determination.I don’t know where it came from,I’m not sure what brought it on,But I would be okay if this became a new normal. My legs felt like jelly in a way I can’t remember feeling in a long time. I wish I could do…

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