I didn’t start pole thinking it would change my life. I thought I’d learn a few tricks, get a bit stronger, maybe feel a bit more confident.That was kind of the goal. I didn’t expect to cry over it. But within a couple of weeks… my life felt completely different. I cry after class sometimes. Not in a sad way — it’s actually the opposite.It’s like this overwhelming feeling of finally. Like I’ve found something I didn’t even realise I was missing. And it sounds dramatic, but it really does feel like I’ve won the lottery. Calling myself a dancer still makes me emotional. I don’t even know why.Maybe because…