Happiness; Just out of Reach

Photos taken by a depressed agoraphobic. She was assigned to take a prop with her on a photo walk around her neighborhood to get her out of the house, but it turned into much more symbolically. About this photo: Sometimes, or all of the time, it feels like happiness is in front of me, just... Continue Reading →

Shattered

I have a form of bipolar that is pretty indescribable, which is why they call it NOS, Not Otherwise Specified. It's a fragile place to live. About this photo: I'm not sure why, but this drinking glass shattered spontaneously in my husband's hand when he removed it from the cabinet the other night. It was sudden,... Continue Reading →

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