A facebook friend posted this recently.
It struck a chord in me, especially as the holidays approach.
I know how it feels to look at a picture and realize that I look like a picture of John Candy. But, it’s me.
The blog post isn’t about people abusing other people’s feelings. It’s about recognizing that people love pictures and memories. My reaction is secondary to being able to be photographed.
I replied on my friend’s post that people had worn me down over the years. I was once an avid picture-taker; however, people wore me down and grew to make me feel like I was being rude just for taking pictures. Over time, I drastically reduced how many I was willing to take.