Something’s going on. I feel different.

I’m starting to see things differently and starting to see the truth of what’s really going on, but taking photographs is changing things too.

After my self-portrait yesterday, I really felt like doing another one today.

It’s very unlike me because I hate having my photograph taken, and I hate the way I look in photographs, but I have this overwhelming need – that I can’t explain – to take photographs of myself.

It’s almost as if I’m seeing myself for the first time in years, and I need to capture who I really am and not who Tom is trying to convince me that I am.