Glow, without light

I’ve always loved Disney songs and nostalgic music. For me, they hold memories, emotions, and a kind of magic I can’t explain. I even have a playlist just for that feeling.

I’m not really shy anymore. I was when I was younger, but I’ve grown. Still, I’m not someone who enjoys a lot of attention.
Except when I dance.
Or when I run.

When I move, something shifts. My personality changes. I’m no longer just me, I become someone else. I’ve never felt more confident than I do in those moments.
I’ve heard that some artists have another identity when they’re on stage. Like Tate McRae — off stage she’s Tate, on stage she’s Tatiana. And I think I want something like that too. A name for the version of me who feels fearless. Free. Alive.

I know I’m good at expressing emotions through movement. Dancing is where my feelings live.
In fact, the most meaningful compliment I’ve ever received was during dance class:
“You’re very good at showing emotion.”
That stayed with me.
Because maybe this is something I carry inside me.
Something real.
Something that only comes alive when I move.

While some hear music, I feel it.
Music doesn’t play around me, it lives inside me.