I’ve experienced so many very painful things since 2021. My dad died, my marriage ended, my kid got covid just a month before she was eligible to be vaccinated, I sold my cozy little house, moved to a new city, lost most of my friends, experienced all sorts of terrible drama in relationships, my dog died, so much financial struggle, and more.
Sometimes it’s felt like I would never stop crying.
Crying is needed and it’s understandable, but sometimes I’ve needed to dance. In 2022 I took dance lessons, first a pole dance class on Valentine’s Day for fun and so I wouldn’t be alone, then several months of ballroom dance classes. A simple thing like moving my body to music gave me a new way to express emotional energy, and it felt good.
Sometimes I okayed 90s boy band music and danced in front of my mirror like a silly teenager. That was exactly what I needed.
Crying often, yes. But dancing even more.
❤️❤️❤️