One of the few decent photos of myself that I had recently. Photo credit by my mother who always insist on taking photos of me when we go out.
I often think that things get this special turn in life where you end up to places you never thought of once in your childhood.
I don't know when I started to not feel like taking selfies of myself. I start to not know how to pose or keep a straight face. Sometimes I feel self conscious of my teeth or the acne on my face. Or not matching my outfit.
I wanted to talk about depression.
I don't really know when it started.
This is a come a go emotional sensation within my brain. I suppressed my negative feelings and there will be a time it is a bit overwhelming and it get triggered by something random.
















