Why I dance … the short answer is, because I can. The longer answer is because 18 months ago I couldn’t ~ I didn’t have enough energy to walk 50m, let alone dance. I’d been in and out of hospital, had a blood transfusion and finally had an operation that left a not-really-very-disposable internal organ in a bowl.
Some people criticise me for never sitting down at socials, I don’t apologise for that. I literally care not-a-jot.
I dance now for all the times I couldn’t dance in the past and for the times I may not be able to in the future. I dance because it brings me joy. I dance because I lose myself and all the stresses of my life. Dancing was my focus and motivation on the long road to recovery. I push myself, because it may be taken away in an instance.
Dancing is joyful, it is when and although my nerves sometimes cripple me in competitions, I will keep going and strive to achieve. Because that also makes me happy.