For the ones who pour their hearts into sports: "Your dedication, resilience, and passion are what truly set you apart. It's not about fitting a mold, but about carving your own path. Keep going, you're enough, and you make the game better."
"I don't belong here."
Dear Diary,
Today I danced among them, but felt like a shadow. They flowed like rivers, while I stumbled like stones. The music lifted them, but I was heavy, always a beat behind. I love this art, but sometimes it feels like I'm only chasing its grace, never touching it. I move, but I don't belong.
"I didn't think I belonged here, but now I know I am meant to be."
Dear Diary,
Today, I danced and felt the room bend to my will. Each movement felt like a promise kept, my body knowing exactly where it needed to go. The music was mine to shape, the space my own. For once, I wasn't just part of the class, I was part of the dance. It felt effortless, like I was born for this.
"I'm here to stay."
