After I saw him in The Cripple of Inishmaan, I anxiously waited to meet Daniel Radcliffe at the stage door so I could get this card signed. Because I was toward the back of the crowd, I didn’t think Daniel would even notice the card, but I was very wrong. As soon as he caught sight of the card, Daniel started laughing. He then took the card and explained how he had wanted to sign one of the cards ever since he had found out about it and signed it with my Sharpie. Then he THANKED me for bringing it and took my phone and took a selfie with me. Needless to say, I was very happy.
I wish this had an image credit. I’m always so excited when I see fat dancers.
A dancer’s body is a body that dances.
If I’d seen this when I was younger maybe I would not have stopped dancing because I got fat.
I was training professionally in ballet, tap, jazz and contemporary. I trained for 20+ hours a week on top of school. I stopped when I was 16 because I got sick, had to take steroids and subsequently gained a lot of weight. I was made to feel like I had to stop. I regret it to this day, even though I know it wasn’t really my choice. I loved dancing. I loved how I felt when I danced. I’ll never do it again because of the horrendous feelings of self-hatred and insecurity that are wrapped up with it and I hate the people that made it that way.
Images like this are important. I hope at least one person who feels like they shouldn’t be dancing because they are fat sees this and realises they can be just as graceful and talented as any of their skinny counterparts.
I have a weird pain in my chest when I take a deep breath. I;m not worried about it, I’ve had it before, but it’s really fecking annoying.
"you can’t ship that, that character has canon interaction with the opposite sex"
I made a thing about stretching! Some of the images are hard to see, but if you click on them they should produce a larger image!
Image sources that aren’t mine (the three routines):
THIS SHOWED UP ON MY DASH. WHAT.
Thanks for this.
I need to be better about this lest I lose all flexibility and become a 2x4.
I’m actually so unhappy with my day to day life at the moment and pretty much all of it stems back to feeling at the mercy of my work. Being on a zero hour contract I feel like I can never schedule anything fun or relaxing or enjoyable, because if shifts become available last minute then I feel forced to take them because I don’t know when the next hours are going to be. I’m living payday to payday and I am so stressed about everything; money, having no real time to relax or revitalise, feeling completely controlled by the whims of my work.
I just got a phone call to say that shifts have become available tonight, tomorrow and all day Saturday and Sunday. I have had no plans any other day this week and now tonight I’m going to a friend’s for dinner, tomorrow Emma and I were going to enjoy a whole day off together (imagine!) and on Sunday I am going to a dinner party at Emma’s parents house which has been planned for months.
At what point to I push away the fear of running out of money to focus on bettering my physical and mental health? If I say yes to these shifts then the only things I had to look forward to this week are gone, and I’m letting down everyone I made plans with. If I say no then I’m at risk of running out of money as I don’t know when I’ll next have hours?
So what’s more important?
I really hate this. I hate all of this.