The Life Of A Fangirl
A work in progress book that is constantly being updated about my life, basically the ridiculousness of being in love, being a fangirl, being a dancer/actress/singer/writer/songwriter and just being ME. I hope you guys can gain a few laughs and a few lessons from these stories.
Last Updated
05/31/21
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Dance.
Chapter 2
I am a dancer, I have been my whole life. I need to dance to breathe, to feel loved, to feel worth it.
The thing is, when I dance, all the negatives go away. I'm not sad because of my life or the fact that my friends tend to leave me a lot. I'm not angry because I have no one I can really count on besides two or so people. I'm not numb because I don't want to feel anymore... When I dance, I am beautiful, powerful, strong, and amazing.
I get this feeling when I dance, when I do my stag leaps, mostly. I'm leaping into the air, already turning into the landing. My front leg is pointed and straight and it's ready to accept the floor in the landing. My back foot is in attitude, pointed and ready to turn into the landing. My arms sweep gracefully through the air as I arch my back and throw my head backwards. That moment right before turning into the landing is where every ounce of my soul is screaming to be heard, screaming about the energy in the room and how I don't need to be sad anymore and that I am enough, I am worth it.
When I dance, I am happier than I have been in a long time. I can figure my life out through dance. Dance is everything I need.
I hope you all have something like that in your lives.