Life has been beyond chaotic. It seems that the thing I love the most is constantly ruining my life and spewing toxicity into the air. It is only natural, as this is ballet’s culture… no, personality… trying to find the right word… ballet can’t help itself to be toxic. Don’t get me wrong, like I said, I love ballet, but it really does just ruin your life over and over again. It has this way of taking, and taking and taking, like any toxic relationship and it leaves you with nothing left. And like most abusive relationships, there are no signs of the abuse on the outside, because ballets luminous veneer facade is the most beautifully crafted ethereal painting.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my life… but, over the last 10 days I have ruined dates because of ballet.