I’ve always been inspired by self portraits. Selfies have cheapened an art form that requires time, patience, repetition, and practice. It’s something I aspire to be good at one day. Fiddling with my camera yesterday, trying to learn more about it, I snapped a first official self portrait. It’s nothing remarkable, but has me excited about things like wireless shutter release and 35mm lenses.
I spent the first 20-something years of my life struggling to belong and never really feeling like I fit in anywhere. I now realize that all of my mistakes, shortcomings, failures, struggles, addictions, and fuck-ups probably needed to happen. Although my past has caused me at times to be cynical, quick-tempered, and standoffish, I have also gained more life experience than many people will have their entire lives, which has formed me into a compassionate, empathetic, patient, fierce, and nurturing mother. I have found peace through motherhood. I am exactly where I belong.