I don’t know if any of you have felt as if the thing you love doing most is slowly becoming the thing you hate. I would wake up everyday energized to do my work and ready to pressure myself on the things I know I could do. I walk on the halls of my school thinking I’m so strong I could take up anything people give me, I always believed that things were possible no matter what. This possibility though has slowly been slipping away but I will hold on for as long as I can. I know that struggles help people become stronger but what if before they get stronger, they fail to see their progress? Yes you wake up hyped about your ideas but what if the moment your ideas start to pour out of you, other people constantly tell you you’re useless, your ideas are based on lame shit, you’re unworthy of all the things you thought were worth touching other’s lives? I have been in the stage where I fail to see my progress and I don’t want to dive deeper to know whether there’s an exit door at the bottom of the ocean or not. But the more I fail to see where I’ve been and where I could be, the more people start telling me that there are answers down there and all I have to do is risk my life and my air to find out. And I’m lost and I’m so afraid and I don’t know what to do anymore.
Thank you so much for sticking with my randomness and my ventures into the kind of photography I’m still quite clueless about. I’d like to think that I’m somehow the Meg you knew three blogs back but also the one who has changed for the better. Thank you, thank you thank you!
I’ve been so busy and I already tucked away my studio lights because they were gathering too much dust :( I’ll try to post again soon! Thanks erika, you look gorg in your latest shoot ♥ And your words are beautiful!