It’s tough writing about things you wish didn’t happen. It’s easier to live in denial.
I’m angry at my knee. I’m angry that it’s throwing me off from the structure I need to keep me going in ballet. I can’t take that many classes anymore, let alone pointe. I’m prohibited from jumps and any high stress/heavy impact movements, basically eliminating all allegro. And worse of all, I couldn’t performance the choreography that I worked on collectively with my classmates and teacher for the performance workshop.
Everything was fine, then life decides to be mean to me and give me a knee strain.
But they say there always is a silver lining right? I guess I’m trying to figure that out. I just know that right now I truly feel distant and almost disconnected from ballet like never before.