Yesterday, I wrote about how much fun I had at a dance/exercise class. Some people would say..."Big deal, you had fun at a dance class." Lets say you had
Arachnephobia intense fear of spiders. Now, imagine you just let a big hairy tarantula walk up your arm and dance on your shoulder. Yup, that is about what I did last night. In the first five minutes, there were 4 major trigger situations. I could not have done last night's class 2 years ago. I would not have been at the studio 5 years ago. I would not have considered any dancing a possibility 10 years ago. About 20 years ago I couldn't stand up more than 20 minutes a day. Last night was a triumph over PTSD.
20 years ago
Now
Does that help to make a little more sense why I am so over the moon that I had a great time in dance class?
6 comments:
Well done, Ruth!
Thanks. :)
Very cool!
*just for fun: my word was larul. LOL!
That's Funny.
COOL! I understand you completely! xxxxx
Thanks Nyssa. :)
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