02:19
Sadness struck like lightening tonight, like a sudden shock of melancholy through my tired veins. My heart is too heavy and I can feel my soul sinking under the weight. The tears are rushing down like rivers on my skin and I don’t even know why.
16:48
My midsection has been my least favorite part of myself ever since I was little. You know the Little Miss Sunshine tummy? It was fake in the movie but it was very real for me as a child. I never had a real problem with it up until an aunt told me I was fat (talk about traumatization).
I have a short torso, a wide waist and a fullness I still am not entirely okay with. Whenever I gain weight it’s most apparent in my tummy and face. I used to (and sometimes still) obsess over it, staring at it in the mirror, figuring out at what angles it looks better, how much I need to suck it in. It’s awful. Exhausting.
I want to love my tummy. I want to love the rolls and every last curve that come with them.
18:17
Bodies.
I’m starting a photography series that focuses on the body, specifically my body. It’s a project I’ve always wanted to do but never actually felt quite comfortable doing it. Now that I finally am, I’m altogether excited and terrified. I’m really terrified actually. I’ve never done anything quite this personal and intimately revealing. I look forward to it though. I look forward to growing as a photographer, an artist, and just as a human being, who is slowly but surely (hopefully) becoming more comfortable living in her own skin.
I started with a blur. It seemed appropriate.
