Professional ballet ruined my mental health.

Anonymous

Authors note: this does by no means describe everyone's experience with professional dance, this is just how it ended up for me. I know that for most people this probably isn't the most eye catching myTake, but I just felt like putting how I feel in writing, so here goes.

Like a lot of girls (and some boys) I started dancing ballet, when I was 3. When I was 7 my dance teacher suggested that I auditioned for the national ballet (country withheld). I did, and I was accepted into the school. In the beginning I was thrilled, I was one of the lucky 30 out of 400 children from ages 6-14 that had been admitted and I felt special. What I didn't see coming was the total lack of benevolence, from the ballet teacher's sides.

At 7, I was told multiple times that I wasn't good enough, I was yelled at and I was put in front of the entire class just to show what I was doing wrong in a step, while being compared to someone doing it right. like a huge cliché I developed an eating disorder at age 9, which has continued until present day. At 12 I started cutting. I didn't know that that was what I was doing, until one of my school teachers noticed, and I, of course, lied through my teeth about it.

Professional ballet ruined my mental health.

It's been 6 years since I put on a ballet suit for the last time. I don't remember most of the awful stuff that was yelled or said to me ages 7 through 16, it's always became such a blur after classes, but I will never forget the feeling. I still catch myself telling myself I look disgusting, and thinking every part of my body is not good enough. It's always the "not good enough". When someone raises their voice at me, even slightly, I shut down. I can't say anything, I just freeze. Being constantly judged with such a negative tone for so many years has caused my social anxiety. Being around large groups of people terrifies me, even people that I've known for years. I've become such a huge control freak, when something doesn't happen like I planned it, I shut down.

And it's not just me. I see it in my brother, I see it in my sister, I see it in my best friend.

"Why didn't you just quit?". Ballet was my first love. Dance was what I did when I was upset, when I was happy, when I was stressed. It was my life. It was almost like being in an abusive relationship. I would show up every day to class because I loved it, but every day I would come home and cry, sometimes not even knowing why.

Professional ballet ruined my mental health.
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