The real me.

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A few weeks ago, my girlfriend and I met to fiddle with her camera. She had recently decided to take up photography and her amateur hand, has nothing on her impeccable eye.

And in the comfort of her embrace, I relaxed in front of the lens, for the first time in my entire life. Prior to then, I had always been “on,” mentally capturing the photo, how I should look and what I desired to come across. Perhaps that’s why when I looked at {professional} photos of myself, the ones staged and purposefully captured, I disliked them, unhappy with the finished product.

When she finally shared the photos, I nearly wept. While they may not be perfect, they are genuine in heart and authentic in nature. This was me, heart and all. Vulnerable and real. For the first time in my life, I saw the real me; the person I’ve grown to be- The person I’m learning to love and expect grace from, not perfection.

It’s been a long road getting here, but Im happy, really happy; And these photos make me smile, from the inside out.

Thanks, Michelle. Xo

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