What About Me 39°

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Micael Balioni
March 10, 2025

WHAT ABOUT ME?

Micael

I don’t say hi, I say, keys to the Benz

 

Today’s What About Me is a bit nostalgic. Remember in my third edition when I talked about twerking—about how I started dancing, how much I loved being terrible at it, and how it pushed me out of my comfort zone? Almost a year later, I wrote about my first performance—how I went from being too embarrassed to join my team to standing on stage, inviting my friends, and just feeling myself. It was one of the best things I did last year.

And recently, I stopped going to dance class.

This decision was a tough one. On one hand, I had made a commitment to myself, and I hate breaking promises—especially the ones I make to myself. Dance was fun, it was something different, and let’s be honest, it was a cool thing to add to my “interesting personality traits” list. Don’t we all have that one hobby we’re proud of? But on the other hand, I’ve been working more, studying more, and I reached a point where I was just exhausted. And honestly? The last few classes weren’t fun anymore.

You know that feeling when you’re somewhere you should be enjoying—on a date, at a yoga class, watching a movie with friends—but instead, you’re just checking the time, waiting for it to be over? Maybe because you’re too tired, or because you have a million things waiting for you at home, or maybe you just want to lay down. That’s how it started feeling for me.

I don’t want to give up my newsletter—this is my baby, and it’s one of the best ways I stay connected to so many of you who, after more than a year, still keep reading. I don’t want to give up therapy—that’s what keeps me sane in an insane world. I don’t want to give up the gym. And I can’t give up the other things. But we can’t do it all.

  • In the internal debate I had with myself, I realized that sometimes, quitting is an act of mercy—on your body, on your mind. And let’s relax a little too: nothing is forever. Just like I stopped going to dance classes, two months from now, I might start again. Or maybe I’ll find a new hobby. Or maybe I’ll discover a different style of dance. Life is about changing and unchanging, right?

Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m not saying this so you can use it as an excuse to quit something the second it gets hard. We don’t endorse easy quitting here. But if you’re someone—like me—who tends to be too stubborn with your commitments, sometimes letting go (even just for a while) is the best thing you can do.

And if you later realize it wasn’t the right call? Just come back like nothing ever happened. I won’t tell.

With love,
Micael.