Tomorrow is Picture Day

I hate taking pictures. It’s why I have avoided social media sites like Instagram for literal years. I would barely go on the site and even when I did, I would just scroll through everyone else’s posts. My hatred of picture taking is more like a weird deep seeded self-loathing thing I do with myself. I always feel like I look awkward and shiny in pictures and I never know what to do with my hands. And yet, with all of those ridiculous emotions, tomorrow is picture day. A whole photo shoot with wardrobe changes and everything for my website. It’s like I have created my own personal hell. But I gotta do it if I want current, halfway decent pictures that aren’t old as dirt. (My previous Twitter profile pic was taken somewhere around 7 years ago). I think I know what I’m wearing and after being natural for like 6 years, I think I’ve finally figured out my hair so I think I’m ready. It’ll be great. Right???

Who am I kidding? I’m a nervous wreck. The only upside here is that the person who will be behind the camera is one of the best people I know and I know she loves me and I know she won’t let me look like a fool so there’s that. All I wanted to do was release an entire piece of art into the world. Now I gotta do the unthinkable and take pictures too. Oh well. If we’re jumping, we might as well do it in the deep end, right!