It’s interesting that at one time, when I was taking “naked pictures”, I was scared that someone would see me, recognize not only me, but even the appearance of the room, and understand that it was me. And…what next? What would they do with it? But the fear was still there.
The longer the war lasts, the more I change. I have fewer fears, I become freer. Now I believe that how they see me is not my problem, but the problem of those people. And if they don’t like me the way they see me, let them go to hell, because I am who I am. I surrendered to my will and I am a snake in accordance with life. If I want to take some, from my point of view, aesthetic pictures, I will take them, because I am interested in it and I need it. This is my creativity and my essence. Someone will say that “my body is my temple”, and I did not build this temple, so I have nothing to be ashamed of.
The only thing you should really be ashamed of is when you pay attention to someone else’s perception of you. The bars in other people’s heads shouldn’t be your bars – let them be theirs.
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