When this started I was finally ready to move on with my life. I wasn’t low anymore. There was no longer this ruggedness from the break up. And then a global pandemic hit. I was playing dress-up like a child. I was searching for some sort of independence, some sort of ‘grown-up-life’. I regressed. I was hiding in my bathroom, I wasn’t taking my meds, I just had a reflection. I just saw a child staring back at me. 

Self-isolation wasn’t a choice this time around. I had to hope I wouldn’t lose myself through this state of emergency. If I shrunk back into my loneliness and despair I may not survive it. I wrote out my thoughts, and I photographed myself because I only know how to be honest in front of a camera. I don’t perform for the camera, it tells all of my secrets.