As a teenager, I secretly wanted to pursue dancing as a profession. Dancing was the one thing I excelled in, and I felt alive as I took lessons at a community center. When I was 17, my dance teacher invited me to join her studio, which was a rare offer. I was elated.
But at home, I was told that my priority is the college entrance exams. "In fact," my mother said, "you should stop taking the dance lessons and focus on your study."
I didn't even fight.
Sometimes I still wonder if I should've.