“There are many stories I have from my time dancing. Which I will share throughout this growth of this platform. For now I will simply summarize a description of the ballet world.
Ballet is, and always will be, my first love. The thing that became my identity. It consumed me, pulled me close, pushed me away, gave the highest of highs and my lowest of lows. It wrapped me in a blanket of adoration, admiration, and gaudiness, while simultaneously throwing me into a pit filled with shame, self destruction, uncertainty and doubt.
Ballet is a bad boyfriend; the kind you keep running back to in hopes they will one day love you the way you love them…….
…..but they never do.”
-Anonymous
