The studio was practically empty last night. The students and ballet moms were at a performance of Romeo and Juliet so there were only four of us in class tonight. Somehow I ended up at the front of the barre (and the mirror), which was distressing. When I don't see myself I forget what my body looks like and I just make the adjustment the teacher suggests. I can just dance without seeing what I have become, what I so desperately don't want to be.
Photo from jonandmissy