Is it weird that I set my laptop’s wallpaper to this photograph of myself?
I don’t worry about that when I’m home alone, but when I sit down to work at a coffee shop, I am unexplainably aware of how weird it must be that I have a photograph of MYSELF stretched across a 13-inch computer screen.
“How fucking narcissistic is she?” is what I presume most people would think if they noticed.
But what they don’t know is the years it’s taken to heal my relationship with my body, my movement, even how I feel about dance itself.
So yes, I proudly display this gorgeous photograph by Hannah Sharriee as my own wallpaper. Because it makes me feel seen, cherished, and deeply cared for by my own self for once.
And if that ain’t healin’ babes, I don’t know what is!