I used to be a ballet dancer...I was going to do it professionally, almost 100%. Nothing illegal has ever gotten me high the way dancing on stage does. In 11th grade I tore my achilles tandon and had those dreams and plans ripped out from under my feet. The injury was bad, but I milked it. I felt sorry for myself and I wanted other people to share in the pity party. This lasted for a good two months before some of my friends got me to snap out of it.