Dance classes helped precipitate my self-discovery 4 years ago. In the crucial months leading up to my admission that I'm trans, I knew about it but was still holding onto denial. I went to my friend who's a Middle Eastern dance teacher and asked her to teach me.
She wanted to teach me male styles of dance. I felt worse then disappointed--it was depressing. For years (ever since childhood) I'd felt depressed every time someone "helpfully" urged me to become more masculine. So I argued back-- no thanks, I want to learn to dance the girly way. She always had a lack of male dancers and kept trying to push me to go masculine. The more she did, the more I pushed back. Her dancers were all so feminine and beautiful and dazzling, they formed a vision of what I dreamed of attaining but had always despaired of. But all her pushing masculinity on me had the effect of bringing me to realize clearly just why I felt so bad to have that forced on me.
I kept arguing back at her by saying I had "gender identity issues." Yeah, that's the wording I used because I wasn't up to admitting the full truth yet. It was only a few months later that I finally dropped the denial, faced up to my transgender, and began transforming my existence. I feel that dance was an important catalyst in finally bringing it to the surface, because I had to argue back to my teacher why I wanted to be girly.