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beginning, a fresh start,” I told myself. However, being in a city so far away from everyone I loved left me feeling lost. I wasn’t sure where I fit in.
Six months later, a coworker told me about a dance class she was taking, a Burlesque class. I thought to myself “How cool would that be?”
So, I signed up.
The day I stepped into that class, I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. I looked around the room at everyone there; they were of all shapes and sizes, and from different walks of life. I was surprised and relieved to see that everyone had the same look on their face. They were looks of terror, but primarily excitement.
Six weeks flew by and, it was time for my debut. I remember trembling from excitement and nervousness the whole day. I refused to look at the audience before the show, as I was scared I wouldn't perform out of fear. It wouldn't be the first time my anxiety had stopped me from following a dream.
Walking those few feet to the stage felt like a mile, but when I finally stood on that stage, it hit me. This feeling of euphoria washed over me. All of a sudden it didn't matter whether I looked good, whether I was doing the right moves, all I knew in that moment was one thing; this is where I belong.
Every time I set foot on a stage, I feel the same as I did that first day. I’ve learned to channel my anxious energy into something positive, into creating and performing. Burlesque has given me so much. I have met and continue to meet the most inspiring people. I have learned to love myself, flaws and all. And above all, it has given me the chance to live again after years of hiding in fear.