To all my fellow ballet dancers, even if you are no longer dancing, this one is for you. Here is what life as a ballet dancer looks like:

Needs to reach something high up *immediately goes into sous-sus*

Body hurts *tries to crack whole body, even while in public*

Empty hallway or grocery aisle *does piqué turns down the whole thing*

People won’t stop making fun of how you walk *continues to walk with a serious turnout anyway (they don’t know your life)*

Hears a new song *immediately mentally choreographs an entire routine*

Someone calls their messy bun a ballet bun *gets slightly angry inside*

Sees a new ballet video on Youtube *immediately watches, along with every other ballet video on the Internet*

First sign of Christmas approaching *NUTCRACKER NUTCRACKER NUTCRACKER*

Hears "across the floor" *immediately starts sweating in nervous panic*

Puts hands flat on the floor while stretching in gym class *revels in everyone's gaping stares at your flexibility*

Looks down one day and notices all ten toenails are there *knows it's a good day*

Is pushed to the point of absolute physical exhaustion every day *would never change a thing*

Once a ballet dancer, always a ballet dancer.