Hi, I’m Reese Rosebery.
For 13 years, dance was my world. I lived for the discipline, the artistry, and the feeling of losing myself in the music. But no matter how much I loved it, it never loved me back the way I wanted it to.
When I was 16 years old, I was told that I didn’t have a “dancer’s body.” That I wouldn’t move up in my ballet company unless I changed the way I looked. I took those words to heart in a way I wish I hadn’t.
For an entire year, I did everything I could to become what they wanted me to be. I pushed my body to its limits, sacrificing my health, happiness, and sense of self just to fit an impossible mold. I counted every bite, obsessed over every inch of my reflection, and lived in constant fear of being told I still wasn’t good enough. And in the end?
I never was.
No matter how much weight I lost, no matter how much I changed, it was never enough for them. And eventually, I quit—not just ballet, but the dream I had spent my entire life chasing.
But quitting didn’t mean I was free. Every year since then, I have struggled with food and eating. Some days, I feel like I have to make up for all the meals I skipped when I was at my worst. Other days, I still hear the voices of my instructors in my head, telling me that I would be “better” if I ate less.
Recovery, for me, has been a journey of unlearning the lies I was told about my body and my worth. And it’s a journey I’m still on.
That’s why I created this website—because I know I’m not the only one. I know there are so many other athletes, dancers, and performers who have been made to feel like their bodies define their potential. Who have been told that shrinking themselves will somehow make them more.
If you’re here because you’re struggling, I want you to know that you are not alone. Your worth isn’t measured by how much you weigh or how little you eat. You deserve to take up space, to nourish yourself, and to exist exactly as you are.
I don’t have all the answers, and I won’t pretend to. But what I do have is a space for honest conversations, shared experiences, and healing—together.
So, welcome. I’m so happy you’re here.