Life sucks
So I got my letter from Alma dance company today and I didnt get in which I knew I wouldnt I just had a feeling I wouldnt and I stuck with it so I wouldnt be dissapointed.
THen people started to say dont think that dont think that be opptimistic and if you dont get it keep a smile on and shurg it off.
Well
I didnt think opptimisticly I stuck in the back of my mind that there was a slim chance I was going to get in I just believed I wasnt going to get in and then if I did I would be excited and if I didnt I wouldnt feel as bad
I got the letter and I was ok I didnt cry I didnt throw a fit I was just ok then I went to dance and they all said its ok its ok and I was fine then
Then I saw ms. Deb and she hugged me and told me it was ok thet I tried my best and thats all i can do and I started to think If I did my best and didnt get in that means I am not good enough that my best is still absoultly horrible. And the look on her face was one of dissappointment
I disappointed her I disappointed her.
Thats when I cried
The 13 years, 4days a week, 5 hours a day, thousands and thousands of dollars, spent on dance were all a waste everything I believed in was just taken away. My life has been one giant lie
People telling me Im good, people comeing and watching me for 13 years and never telling me that I would amount to nothing .
So now what do I do? give up,
Or go on believeing I am better then I am a screw up some other little kids life by teaching them everything I dont know?
Dance used to make me happy know I am not so sure
I'm not good enough why didnt anyone tell me that before I based my life around dance
THen people started to say dont think that dont think that be opptimistic and if you dont get it keep a smile on and shurg it off.
Well
I didnt think opptimisticly I stuck in the back of my mind that there was a slim chance I was going to get in I just believed I wasnt going to get in and then if I did I would be excited and if I didnt I wouldnt feel as bad
I got the letter and I was ok I didnt cry I didnt throw a fit I was just ok then I went to dance and they all said its ok its ok and I was fine then
Then I saw ms. Deb and she hugged me and told me it was ok thet I tried my best and thats all i can do and I started to think If I did my best and didnt get in that means I am not good enough that my best is still absoultly horrible. And the look on her face was one of dissappointment
I disappointed her I disappointed her.
Thats when I cried
The 13 years, 4days a week, 5 hours a day, thousands and thousands of dollars, spent on dance were all a waste everything I believed in was just taken away. My life has been one giant lie
People telling me Im good, people comeing and watching me for 13 years and never telling me that I would amount to nothing .
So now what do I do? give up,
Or go on believeing I am better then I am a screw up some other little kids life by teaching them everything I dont know?
Dance used to make me happy know I am not so sure
I'm not good enough why didnt anyone tell me that before I based my life around dance