Sorry youve been feeling down D. Just go with it and it will pass.
I had a childhood sweetheart. we were beat friends from the tome we were 12 and a couple from 14 to my early 20s. I left him when I met my H. We always stayed friendly, and if I were to be honest he always held a torch for me. When i was pregnant with D13 he got a transfer to the states - he said he couldn’t watch me have children with someone else. We stayed close though. When D12 was 7 he got married. D12 and D9 were flower girls at his wedding. I had left him. We had been apart for years, I was married with two children. I was happy in my marriage and loved my life. Yet, the morning of his wedding I sat on my own and cried uncontrollably. I hid behind sun glasses during the ceremony and cried quietly. I cried not because I wanted him back or regretted my choices. I cried because I knew then and the future we had planned as children was no longer. I cried because I was saying goodbye.
Anyway, go you for dancing. Like yoga and (I imagine) climbing, there is a freedom and a joy that only comes on when you let go.
