We’re about to get really personal here, y’all. Trigger warning : Body dysmorphia, weight loss and gain This post has NOTHING to do with body types that are bigger or curvier than me, but has everything to do with MY BODY and MY ISSUES WITH MYSELF. This post is not to discriminate or invalidate anyone’s…
Hey, it’s future me. It’s been a few years since my last blog post. I didn’t intend for it to be that way, but shit happens. Once I had realized I hadn’t blogged in awhile, I decided to leave Visual Individual in my twenties and move on and live my life without feeding into the…
What’s in a year? A lot of shit apparently. This past year has been both the fastest and slowest time of my life. It feels like both eons dragging on and seconds flying by. If you’ve followed me consistently, you’ll understand why. If not, then I recommend reading this category. It’s been one whole year…
The night I first took my dad to the hospital I remember looking at my camera roll in my phone. It takes awhile for CT scans to come back and my dad was taking a nap, so I was mindlessly scrolling through my old photos on my camera roll to see if any of my…
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I looked at my dad sleeping in the emergency room hospital bed. His brow was still furrowed from worry and his chin touched his neck. The soft beep of the vitals machines broke the silence that had been hurting my ears all night. I was growing tired of hearing my own heart beat behind my…
My last post was in July. Since then, my life has been a whirlwind to say the least. More like a tornado. Or a tsunami, or an earthquake, or whatever other natural catastrophe you can think of that would equate decades worth of damage. The last post was about portrait work during a special I…
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