Hal took dance class, too when he was young. He took ballet with a class full of girls - a class he loved and looked forward to until his friends found out and made fun of him. He quit the next day and never danced again. My brother stopped for similar reasons. They all did. And I watch the little boys on stage recognizing that at some point they just stop dancing… that the girls age, get curvier and more confident, dance on chairs, flip their bodies through the air, but there are no boys over five on stage. And I think of Hal and how he “never lived that one down” and how unfortunate it is that we don’t acknowledge #boysunstoppable the same way we do girls. “No girl should stop doing what she loves because of anxiety about her looks.” No boy should stop doing what he loves because of anxiety about how it looks to everyone else. And yet. (via Girl’s Gone Child: The Recital)
THIS.