portraits of self
I’m really captivated by this set of photographs.
There are also lots of pictures of sad people, which I’m not used to seeing. It is comforting to be reminded that people in pictures—all people—feel pain, not just me. I know it’s dumb, but it reminds me that I am not the only person who feels insecure, who feels sad. It brings feelings of pain, sadness or desperation, which are usually painstakingly hidden and private, into full view. I found it comforting but also unsettling to realize how inevitable those feeling are, how we can protect no one from having them.