For someone who calls herself an introverted extrovert, ‘80s Dance was a nightmare. I’ve been to concerts before, and parties, so this was nothing new to me. But as I stepped onto the dance floor (or rather pushed myself, to be honest), I felt confined. And the one thing I absolutely love about events like these is that I always feel free—without care, like I can dance my heart out. But here, I felt pressure. I felt pressure to act a certain way, look a certain way, to be a certain person. I kept asking myself this question: if I can’t have fun here, will I ever be able to have fun? For me, the night was filled with trying not to ‘mom’ my friends, toes getting stomped on, and awkward conversations with people who had no interest talking to me. Was this supposed to be what fun looked like?
I am confused and angry as to why the administration would sponsor an event that felt like a breeding ground for sexual assault and alcohol abuse. It was so easy to lose your friends, and hard to find them when you needed them most. The dorms were practically empty, as were all the other areas on campus. I felt as if this dance was not all-inclusive. The alternative options to the dance were not advertised very well, and at the end of the day it felt like I was being forced to choose between being cool and staying at the ‘80s Dance, or being a loser and going home. I think all of these things can be fixed with time and energy. I am not attempting to ruin anyone’s ‘80s Dance, but I do believe that safety and inclusivity are two factors we must focus on to make the dance even better.