Photos taken by Danielle, a contributor in her thirties on the bipolar spectrum. Most recently she has been experiencing depression and agitation. Photography is one of the few things that brings her joy.
About these photos: “I am not a bug person. They creep me out. At times I even start to think I can see bugs when they are not there, so needless to say, I am not a fan. There is something about the cicadas though that intrigues me, enough to get right up close to one with a macro lens. It’s not their alien song that has been filling the air, it’s their story — how they live underground for much of their lives, year after year in darkness, and then suddenly emerge and shed their exoskeletons. The remains are left behind clinging to a tree or plant, a shell of his or her former self. New wings then emerge. I wish I could do that. I wish I could just emerge from my depression, shed the skin that weighs me down, and be able to move forward in my life.”