I took my first dance class when I was just 5 years old, and that was it — I was hooked. I spent my entire childhood and all of my teenage years hanging out in dance studios, building lifelong friendships, a passion for music, and a love for pushing my body beyond what I thought it was capable of. But when I started dancing in college, suddenly I found that my favorite thing in the whole world was starting to make me miserable. My peers at the collegiate level were more technically skilled and flexible than I was; more adept at memorizing complex choreography at the drop of a hat; and total pros at making auditions look like a breeze.[…]