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One day, I came home from work and Kelly had laid these pics on my computer desk. I didn't recognize myself. It was
the longest cry of my life. These pics are very special to me. They make me feel special, beautiful, and confident that I
am pursuing the right path.
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I find it quite ironic to realize I literally abhorred the one thing I SO dearly covet now. Photographs were my worst
enemies. I held myself in such shame and disgust. Why would I desire to inflict that upon my worst enemy, let alone anyone
I held in regard.
Now, as I begin my life, I feel the need to have memories. I want to be able to describe myself clearly and not
having that resource available makes me kick myself. I will not be negligent with photos again. One fear I always had to deter
myself with growing up was thinking I would be ugly and alone.
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