I am an extremely fearful person. Thanks in large part to a diagnosed anxiety issue both of the generalized and social varieties. It is a thing I deal with an I do my best to make it jus ta small part of my life and not the defining characteristic. However sometimes you have to face your fears because someone you love very much needs you.
This weekend I did just that. I faced one of my biggest fears that I have had since I was a small child, all through adolescence and still haunts me to this day...
Now you might think that is a joke, but it is ia legtimate concern of my life. But when your 18 year old cousin asks you to come over and help her with her prom photos, you do it because you love her and because there is no excuses that you could come up with fast enough. (I am kidding Colleen, I would never use an excuse on you.)
I was required to photograph the youths in their formal garb and have them all look directly at me. Now any human looking at me is undesirable, but a group of rabid, hormonal, sweaty teens? Forget it.
I made the mistake of dressing for comfort instead of dressing for camouflage, wearing literally the brightest clothing I own. I also did not put the time or effort into my own personal appearance as I was focused on the hair of the lovely princess I was helping. All of these things may sound so unimportant to you dear readers, but it was a thing and a half for me.
However I made it through with minor damage, the youths did not bare their teeth or pull off the masks to reveal their bone crushing tentacle beards, but needless to say, I am mentally and physically exhausted today.
If someone cal go ahead and find a cure to social anxiety that would be real handy. I want to be able to help out my loved ones without being 100% worn out the next day alright?
Colleen, I sincerely hope you like your pictures, and hope your friends will immediately forget my existence.