Ever since I was young, I always saw myself as different, but I never knew why. Was it because I was diagnosed with Hydrocephalus as an baby and has had 7 brain surgeries since? Is it because I keep to myself and force myself to show little to no emotion? For the longest time, I wanted to be like everyone else. Their successes were my flaws and it made me resent myself. I wanted to be more sociable, more emotional, more of whatever the voice in the back of my head said I wasn’t. I remember on day where I took my brothers camera from his room, a small point and shoot, nothing fancy or expensive. but it helped me to express the things I couldn’t say or show. And so after realizing this, I took more photos of more things more often than I ever did, and even now, 4 years later, with plenty of experiences being, lessons learned, people met, and confidence gained, I still use My camera as a extension of myself. If i could do nothing else, at the very least I could take a picture, and a good one at that. It only confirmed how not normal I was, and how blessed I was to be that way. So now, and forevermore, my expressions, feelings, and emotions will pour out of whatever camera I hold, telling the stories of those around me as well as myself, one shot at a time.
