I had *really* *really* wanted to do this. :(

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I really wanted to take Ballet. I wanted to maybe find a class for aspies, or beginners near my age. and I'd been looking it up, and getting really excited about it. It was going to be something I could learn, and do, and feel good about and special and proud. suddenly, my brother and his girlfriend come home, and they start rambling about leotards and tights, and my mother says "do you know what they are talking about?" and it seems that suddenly *they* are taking Ballet, when they have had no interest at all in it. This is something I really wanted to do. They have their things and their life, and now i feel like something special has been taking away from me, before I even got a chance to try it.

This is just another thing my brother will do and make me feel bad because i
m not as good. He'll make me feel bad and terrible about it.

Is it selfish to want it for myself? I wanted it first. why do they get it, when I want it???

I say go ahead and do it for yourself anyway, and don't let them ruin your plans. Chances are, they'll just drop out after a while anyhow, then you'll have it all to yourself. If they don't drop out, oh well. Don't let someone else influence your dreams.

what JB said, just do it, it's like thinking that there can only be ONE brand of jeans, or one brand of food, nonsense.

Just do it ferrcrhissakes!! Live YOUR life.
or you'll end like me, starting late in my career...

I once dated a girl who loved the stage - high-school and college plays, avante-garde and civic theatre, and so forth. Anyway, she took me to some artsy-fartsy tryout in a converted warehouse, and she auditioned for three different roles. Each time, I read the other parts, just to help out. The next day, we go back to see if she got anything. She didn't.

I did.

It was an utterly forgetful indie production; something like three lines in one act, two lines in another, and a quick death scene, that's all. I was amazed. She was furious, and she also said something like, "How dare you get something that I want and you don't even want it!" she tried to tell me how awful I read, how stupid the director was, how completely unsuitable I was for the role, and how I humiliated her by getting something without really trying.

We broke up before opening night, and I went on to play supporting roles in "Harvey", "Steambath", and "Rocky Horror." Each role was more terrifying to me than the next, and I finally gave up being anything more than an extra. But at least I tried out for them!

Don't give up now. If anything, get out there and show them that you are willing to work for your dreams, instead of letting someone else decide for you what those dreams will be.

And yes, I can still dance the "Time Warp"!