Since I can remember I've had people asking me to share my story, to allow people in to see just how much I’ve had to endure to get to where I am today. Which has made me question where exactly I am and if it's far enough for people to care about where I've been.
Although the characters, setting, and timeline may be different in my story it follows a similar structure to the lives of everyone I have ever met. Every human's life consists of conflicts, struggles, and resolutions. Each of us experiencing the complexity of human emotion along with an ever changing society.
This photo series is about my experience with anxiety, the triggers, why they are there, and what I experienced as a child that left me with the scars I'm working through today. I could spend hours talking about all the beautiful happy moments, trust me there were plenty, far more good than bad but this projects purpose is not that. This is an exploration of the moments we don't often feel comfortable talking about, the moments we feel most alone throughout.
Alcohol has been a trigger for me since witnessing my mothers battle with addiction. In an attempt to do anything I could to help her I would pour out some of her alcohol and water it down.
After getting kicked out of my house days before my eighteenth birthday I struggled finding a reason to celebrate. Birthdays changed from a day of celebration to a day of remembering one of the darkest times of my life. I work each day to unpack those traumas to allow myself to regain strength and allow my birthday to be a day to recognize how far I've come.
