my goal for 2025 is to take more pictures - of myself and others. my looks have been an insecurity of mine since i got yearbook photos back when i was in like fourth or fifth grade and thought i looked ugly. i also had a latent memory unlocked the other day about being on the special k diet when i was 10. my weight specifically has always been something i’ve struggled with (wrote a whole personal essay about it in college that i may or may not post here one day).
i’ve been trying to live as a visitor in my body - imagining myself as the 80 year old version of me, frail and weathered - that’s been given the opportunity to live whatever day i wake up to again. it definitely has me fixating on my looks less, moving my body more, and feeling so grateful to be living the life i have. <3 optimism feels especially important now more than ever, since the whole world feels evil and doomed right now.
peace and love <3
