I’ve been thinking alot about ballet dancers and dancers in general… Maybe its Black Swan. Maybe its the episode of House I watched where they almost had to amputate a dancers hands and feet. I never danced myself besides a few miserable ballet lessons as a child. But I understand how it feels…
It took me forever to find how to reblog this, but I finally found it. I just want to say thank you for the follow (Idk where your ask box is or even if you have one). I originally got a tumblr to find people who are my age and have RA as well, I’m just glad I can read this on my tumblr now and be like “I’m not the only one” and be able to smile. Because friends can always try to understand but no one can really truly understand unless they’re going through the same. This post explains so well what I cannot in words express sometimes. I too used to dance and RA took it away from me. I am nothing for I exist to dance…
