for a while after taking the photos, i couldn’t stop looking at it and didn’t want to post anything from this set at all anywhere let alone here for anyone to see.
but then i gave it a day or two.
i would occassionally go back through the photos and made myself seek out the parts of me that i found to be beautiful, positive reinforcement.
my dimples were the very first place i went, well the only place. i was having a horrible detailed monologue detailing all my imperfections on a loud speaker in my mind.
to some of you reading this, you’re probably scoffing in disbelief because you seemingly think different. you either see someone else entirely, or-
i can’t look into the mirror and see the positives sometimes. i’ll take a glance at myself in a shitty mirror in the makeup aisle of a Walmart and want to immediately rush home from the embarrassment of “having my face”.
that’s how many feel day to day, doesn’t matter how beautiful or amazing you may think someone is. you don’t know what’s going on in their head, you don’t know their internal struggles or battles because you are not that person.
you could be reading this right now and be feeling the exact same way as i did about my photos.
but please listen to me, hear me out. there isn’t a single perfect person on this entire planet. we are ALL human. some are better than others at things, some are in the spotlight, some are so amazingly talented in various fields but you’d never know it because they chose a life of anonymity because having a family was more important to them.
we are all so beautiful in our uniqueness and what we each individually put out into the world.
there isn’t anyone else exactly like you.
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