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Why Are We Still So Bad at Addressing Dancers' Mental Health?

“So why did you quit?”

It’s a question I’ve been asked hundreds of times since I stopped dancing over a decade ago. My answer has changed over the years as my own understanding of what led me to walk away from greatest love of my life has become clearer.

“I had some injures,” I would mutter nervously for the first few years. This seemed like the answer people understood most. Then it became, “I was just not very happy.” Finally, as I passed into my 30s, I began telling the uncomfortable truth: “I quit dancing because of untreated depression.”


It makes sense that people ask me “why?” I was a promising student. I left my family in upstate New York at 14 to train in the highest levels of Pittsburgh Ballet Theatre, and then San Francisco Ballet School. I spent my summers at the School of American Ballet and the Chautauqua festival program. I can say now what I was incapable of seeing then—I was a good dancer.

But I was never a confident dancer. I relied heavily on the praise of my teachers and casting to feel my self-worth. And over time, the micro-failures that dancers must overcome each day started to chip away at me. In my last year at SFBS, I would routinely cry in the studio. A missed pirouette or a class where I felt invisible to the teacher would completely dismantle me. Concerned teachers would stop me in the hallway with words of support, but my grit was too far gone.

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