This photo was taken on my 35mm film camera. It was a rainy day and my friend and I were walking to class, just walking about the copious amount of work that we had this entire week. From midterms to essays, we were swamped with stress and this fog perfectly encompassed it.
See, at the start of that week, it was as if I were standing in a pathway, filled with fog, with naught but speculation. I didn't know if I was going to be able to manage all of the work I had nor did I have the confidence in my abilities. However, through that, I learned to love the stress. Love the long nights filled with studying and the long nights stuck inside of a study room. While things may seem bad at first, you will grow through the experiences that you gain along the way. That week, I learned to embrace the fog just as I do in real life. This is one of my favorite photos not because of the aesthetic quality, but because of what it symbolized to me.
Another photo taken on film.
This may just seem like a blurry photo to the curious eye, but to me, it's a visual metaphor for how it's been like to wave our youth out the door. Entering college, I had a sort of identity crisis as I'm stuck between two point of my life. I want the comfort of home but want to also see what's in store for my friends and I in the future. I have been forced to adapt to situations and have further learned what it really means to be a mature young adult.
What has always helped me has been to take a step back to observe everything around you. Take in the fact that although you may feel like a blur in the daily scheme of things, many other people around you are feeling the same exact thing. It's okay to not know yourself at this age. The transition of maturity isn't easy for everyone, and it's okay to be happy with taking it all one day at a time. Take in the fact that outside of yourself, the world is a beautiful place. Chaotic, yes, but definitely beautiful. Once you plant this into your mind, it helps to put things into perspective, and helps to find inner peace
My brother posted this photo on him and his boyfriends one year anniversary. I was ecstatic. For someone who has gone through a fair amount of trials and tribulations, I am happy that he has been able to be increasingly more vocal about his sexuality.
However, there's more to this photo.
A day after, I get a message from my brother displaying a screenshot. This screenshot is of an instagram direct message from his boyfriend's mother. Simply put, she asks him to stop seeing her son and goes on a tangent about being gay brings great "disrespect" to her family. The anger that I held with me was unmeasurable. I am all for having your own opinion, it's one of the amazing things that comes with the freedom we have in America. However, by no means does that entail that I will agree with what you have to say. I was torn between my brothers happiness and the future.
What happens if they get married and I am forced to meet the mom?
How will I react?
Will I ever be able to accept her after hearing of her opinions on my brother's relationship?
This photo is filled with great joy but also filled with great anxiety.