Just blowing off steam here.

For most of my life I have have avoided and hated photos of myself (not connecting this to why I could pick an outfit out for my mum to go to a fancy work dinner but not my dad 😂). Infact I have had perods where I destroyed pix.

Now when I met my wife whilst in the US, it became clear that there was no future for us there, but had a chance we could make the immigration criteria in the uk. But we would have to prove our relationship.

This meant photos. And I gritted my teeth and got them done every opportunity I could. My wife continued long after we were clear because thats what couples do.

When I finally had a pic of me in makeup and shapewear that worked I bawled. I finally had a photo that I wasnt reviled at seeing.

Clocks forward to yesterday and my wife nearly backed out of a friends wedding because of the photos and not being happy with her own immage recently.

I just wish she realised what she is experiencing is what I haeen choking down since we met.