13/09/2026
So what was I addicted to as a young dancer? Let's be honest, some would think we are crazy, for the sacrifices we make.
Beauty of ballet, pain, discipline, validation, praise?!
A cycle I still can’t fully separate from love. So hard. So draining. And somehow, still the dream.
Years in, I’m still untangling it.
Because here’s the thing — if you never ask yourself this question, you end up chasing the applause instead of the art. You show up for the version of you that gets praised, not the one who actually loves the process. And that’s a hard place to build a career from, let alone a life.
Knowing your why doesn’t make the exhaustion disappear. It doesn’t make the pain optional. But it’s the difference between surviving the grind and actually choosing it, again and again.
So I’ll ask you what I keep asking myself:
What are you really addicted to?
Sit with that one. Don’t rush the answer.
Opening of season 26-27 with Symphony in C by and Requiem by Toer van Schayk. Photos by Altin Kaftira