I was supposed to decorate my walls with pictures of my friends and family to remind myself I am important and loved. Instead I printed out a bunch of intense/sad art and band photos cuz ya know why change and all that.
Ok and I did begrudgingly throw a few family/friend photos in there. SO UNCOMFORTABLE/actually kind of wonderful.
Oh and there is a teacup pig eating ice cream so that’s undeniably great.
A friend took this photo when we were on a day trip to Whistler. That’s me on the right. Thinking a lot about how humans interact and what we look like to one another and mean to one another especially when we are not directly interacting. I need to see pictures of myself (especially with other people) to remind myself I exist and kind of as a source of encouragement that people enjoy my company etc. and their viewpoint of me is different then my own tumultuous shitty sense of self. Getting super antsy because my friend still hasn’t uploaded her photos from our big Middle East trip and I feel like I wasn’t there? And things are just falling apart anyways.?