I hate having my picture taken. No really. With a passion.
I’m not sure how many really’s it would take to convince you how much I hate getting my picture taken.
Part of this blog was meant to be a healing process between me and my hatred of photographs of myself. I told myself that I would have to do self portraits every once in a while. I used THIS GUY as a measuring tool for self discovery.
Today was my first attempt. It’s too soon.