anill11

I miss the days before I had major responsibilities. I do love the life I have now, but there's so little time to do the things that impassioned me to become the person I am today. Mostly, I miss doing my photography. My friends that would model for me are no longer there and I have a house now and a (loving) boyfriend and three dogs(my children). I still do other forms of art, such as crochet and paint, but my true and first art love is photography. It was so calming and inspiring being able to see the world and people for how beautiful they were, but still depict them in my own way. I still showed the beauty, just as how I saw it. I apprec

Age 8: I'm going to be a veternarian when I grow up Age 12: I'm going to be a writer Age 14: I'm going to be a photographer Age 17: I'm going to be a set designer and stage worker Age 18: I'm going to be a museum curator I...I don't know... So everyone has that one thing they absolutely want to be when they grow up, right? I wonder how many of those people actually achieve that first inspired career choice. I wonder how many people actually stay interested in their career choice. All the way from when I was in elementary school, to the time I left high school, I was positive about what I wanted to do, at least at that time. Then, when I

I feel like I'm on a depression binge right now. Everything that could make me depressed has seemed to hit me all at once, and I'm letting it happen. I was so used to this constant state of depression; I woke up and went to sleep just sad and hopeless and never seeing a reason for life to really be worth living. For the past year, I have been unGodly happy. The events that caused this bout of happiness are still there and keep me in this blissful state that makes me productive and proud to be me and have the talents I have. The things that upset me in the past were so significant that anything that could upset me now seems so silly, but I try