My name is Anya, I'm eighteen years old, and I live in a small town where every day turns into a dance. Ever since I was a little girl, I was surrounded by music: mom would put on records, and I would spin around the room, barely standing on my feet, imagining myself on the big stage. Dancing is not just a hobby for me - it's a way to express my feelings and dreams.

Style and fashion play a meaningful role in my life . Experimenting with images, choosing unique clothing and accessories helps me express my individuality. I eagerly share my finds on social media, delighting in the likes and comments.

I don't like it when those around me simplify my mood to a single emotion, ignoring the full palette of feelings I'm experiencing. The words "you must" sound too often, imposing rabid standards that I'm not willing to accept. Feeling invisible in one's experiences and experiences becomes burdensome.