Photography is my escape, my diversion from negative thinking. In this time, I’m doing something I enjoy and I’m not dwelling on challenges I have in life.
Out of nowhere, a beast comes out and tries to shatter me and eat me alive. It is hungry, bloodthirsty, and fights. But in the end, I get my silver bullets.
I found Facebook to be more toxic than helpful. Once a way to connect old friends and distant relatives, it quickly spiralled into a popularity contest.
We know depression takes a long while to get rid of. But I cannot think of a better way to deal with it than being the one in control, forcing it to work for you and repay every tear and nightmare it made you go through