my face – The Light in the Sky

Feeling like I should be so much more awake than now, than this.

Same jacket, same place, vastly different mindsets.

Left: post christmas walk, 2015: empty, desperate,hateful and mercilessly critical, unable to think straight, heavily depressed, dealing with an eating disorder that started in 2013
Right: post christmas walk, 2017: calm, completely (weight) restored, (re)gained so much strength (!), still thinking about the ed, but honestly recovered with a new genuine desire for life and new experiences.

I like my hair at the moment.

I don’t know why I am posting this.
As every year, January was BAD and February is good.

Six selfies of 2016 to start the year 2017.

That year was … intense (in how not-intense it felt while it should have), important and confused.

The difference

Okay, this is important to me.

I used to hate photos of any part of my body that wasn’t my eyes. I hated my body in general (figure, belly, arms, legs ), my chin, my skin, my lips, my teeth and my smile and because of that, I stopped smiling in photos altogether – or covered my face, as you can see above.

However, I’ve been feeling a lot more (body) positive lately, so when I tried to take some photos yesterday, it didn’t go as planned because I just couldn’t stop smiling and that’s such a pleasant development.

Home is not a place – I’m free to go.

My friends are on a music festival, so I am spending my Friday evening taking shitty webcam pictures of me and my loyal friend Fassbrause.

I feel inspired and enabled to cherish the beauty that is life.

(Am I posting too many selfies lately? … I don’t care because this one is my favourite)