Prologue
My sky is grey again.
Today is a bad day.
I have suffered from depression most of my teenage years and adult life. I battle daily with fighting to stay on top of things. My everyday life is a chaotic mess in itself and it is challenging not letting my mind get the better of me.
It is an ongoing battle.
It isn’t a battle that ever ends and I’m not sure it is one that ever will.
Living with constant sadness isn’t something that I have always been able to cope with. The older I got, the easier it was for me to put on a brave face and hide how I truly felt on the inside.
But I’d be lying to you if I said it wasn’t exhausting.
Having to put on a smile when internally you are waging a war on your own sanity. Fighting to keep your head above water in an ocean of emotions that come flooding in and no matter how hard you try to swim away, there is no escaping.
I have my good days and I have bad days.
I have my dark days too.
There is one thing that has always helped me get through my days be it good, bad, or dark... And that’s my passion and love for photography.
My style of photography is to capture the raw emotion on the human face – Happy, sad, excited, disappointed, etc. It is something that I have mastered from a very young age and is the reason I knew that I wanted to pursue a career in photography sharing my knack for capturing human emotion with the rest of the world.
But...
More often than not, I find myself at that crossroad where I am torn between living a life with a constant feeling of melancholy each and every day, or just simply ending it all so that I can finally be free.
Free from pain.
Free from heartache.
Free from sorrow.
Free from loneliness.
