Dancer.

I can remember learning years after it happened, that my ballet dance teacher told my mom I was too fat to pursue dancing in any real way. Though I didn’t overhear it when it happened, there was a part of me that knew it when my mom decided to pull me out of dance rather suddenly (I’m sure on some level, it triggered her issues with her weight, too). It’s one of the biggest reasons I teach that dance can be done by any BODY. Because it can, that’s real, and what that Russian dance teacher thought and taught was old school patriarchal BS.

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