So tonight my dance teacher contacted me and told me that if I wanted to get back into shape and start dancing again that I would have to appear at class tomorrow and take it. Me being the thoughtful person I generally am agreed on the spot. When the phone call ended I instantly burst into tears. What have I gotten myself into? I can’t dance tomorrow, there is NO way. I haven’t danced fully in 6 months. I am out of shape. I am fat. I am insecure. I am scared. I am afraid of judgement and embarrassment. I CAN’T DO THIS! I really have no idea what I am going to do tomorrow because I have cried at least 5 times tonight. I have been on edge and having a slight anxiety attack. I really truly can’t do this. I don’t want to take class in front of 8-10 other girls. I don’t want to and I really don’t think I can. I of course haven’t told my parents this though so if I leave tomorrow I may have to go somewhere else and just pretend that I went to the studio and took class. I have to get over this bump in the road eventually if I ever want to dance again, but this is not a good time. Not on top of my worsening depression once again. Not good…not good at all.