
it's been awhile since my last post and i guess some things have been going on in my sad, mad mind. some days ago i went to my therapy session and i've been taking therapy for a year and a half. my therapist knows i'm gay and has been helping me with it and she gives me great advice. she tells me that it isn't a big deal and that i should be happy for being a unique individual, every one is different in their way, and many of life's greatest lessons. plus she says she loves gay people!
this time i told her about how i feel my mom compares me to my sister. don't get me wrong my mom admits she did it unintentionally and unknowingly. that conversation led to my confession of being a perfectionist and how i'm impatient with people. even as i write, i check to make sure i have little to no grammatical nor spelling errors because i don't like making mistakes.
the same goes with my photography. i cannot stand it when some one takes a photograph and there is something distracting in the background or if they do a stupid pose. also when their photo looks yellow because of the lighting. i think those people need to spend some time editing their photos.
that will be it for now and i just needed to talk about this because my next therapy session is in two weeks and i don't really know people who would listen and help me with my problems.
listen to: the beatles - i've just seen a face
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Food for thought...
If all photographs were to be absolutely perfect, what art in them would be left? I mean that in a positive way (just being concise).