I picked this one because courage is something that was never something that I associated with myself. I was not “brave” or “courageous” or anything. I was surviving sure. But to put that pressure on a kid? On a teenager? Fuck dude that’s a lot. So yeah, I am courageous. I needed courage every day to wake up, get out of that house without incident and then to go back. It was always going back that was hardest.
Just some photography of mine. I wasn’t going to share this stuff but someone (cough cough @punkbarbie go follow them cough) made me feel a lot more confident in it so I thought I would just post some of it! :D Thank you!!