I was never good at dancing, but it was always an integral part of my soul. I would dance for every stressful moment that felt insurmountable, I would dance to relieve tension in the people around me, I would dance just for the joy of life. I learned Gangnam style for the simple joy that I could make my roommate hiccup laughing so hard. I never had rhythm and I was terrible, but it was so fun and brought me so much joy.
I tried, in private, to pull off anything recently. And failed every challenge.
I used to Riverdance. I could do the mashed potato and the macarena. I could swing dance and line dance and do the electric slide.
My legs won't cooperate with me anymore. These days, I'm lucky to walk a straight line. I miss dancing. I miss giving my soul to the universe and just giving it my all.
What do you miss? What was taken from you?
I love and respect you, and I want to hear from you. The struggle is real, from undiagnosed to many years years fighting. ๐๐๐๐