I really am that scared

When we arrived, I froze. It took a lot for me not to flee the place immediately. I did not want to shake your hand or know your name. I did not want to feel the music. That music. Each time the music stopped I knew I would have to start all over again and each time became more difficult than before. Every time I thought about going back I felt physically ill and the worse was soon to come. She was mad, I hated it, and she no longer cared and told me to quit. So I quit. No more salsa for me ever. It ended as the best last dance ever. When I saw them in that room doing those things I hate I felt a huge sense of relief that I was not among them. Sometimes you need not challenge your comfort zone.