I dance to forget about the impending disaster. I stayed in the team to fit in with the adults. Soon I focused on the beauty and everything seemed to melt away. Dance makes me happy, but it is just dance. I used dance to cope with the problems that used to make my heart ache. I still use dance as a way to cope. It is great, but once I step out of the studio I get annoyed. I get annoyed at the sight of my family. It is just dance. Everything got so stilfling that I tried to do my cross-training in the morning (because I saw how I was improving after I started cross-training) but I started fainting more often. 

I have came to rely on dance only, and I do know it is bad. But as long as my mother hates the thought of me going to a dance academy, I don't think I'll be able to respect her. It has become hard to talk to someone who wouldn't hear me when I have something to say about my team.