2021
Hey guys. I will be attempting to type down my thoughts, my reflection (without my hand going to my head through the end of this post). *Journalling on a book does not really work for me cause I have one idle hand. So typing is a good way. Hands on keyboard all the way! The event that led me to this space today is dance. Today, I told my story through dance. It was so empowering, uplifting, 'a heavy burden lifted off my chest.' For the longest time I always wondered, since I love to dance so much, why can't I feel like myself when I dance? Dance started out as something for me to express myself, now it became something that I constantly felt the pressure to do well with. I found it difficult to connect to the music, to connect to the dance. I still feel happy dancing, but I don't feel authentic dancing. Thanks to this space and people that I put myself in, I was given the opportunity to tell my story through dance. The story of Trichotillomania. The fear of not k...