beauty for ashes

I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.

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push, pull

it’s been hard to find a healthy emotional balance these days. Part of me feels extremely content with the trajectory of my career and my photography. Part of me feels like it’s dying — suffocating, rather. 

Don’t believe anybody when they say everything’s alright. It never is. Granted, when I say I’m alright I’m referring to the fact that my life is significantly better than what it was 9 months ago. There are people that I’ve needed to cut from my life, and others, relationships that I’ve had to rekindle. 

I rediscovered a few things about myself this past week: I am sensitively emotional, and I accept that. I value the regard of others, high or not, and I need to be accepted. Whether it’s my coworkers, my immediate group of friends or church even, an urgency of validation fuels much of what I say and do. I am a people-pleaser, after all. 

Exhausting. 

But then there is this whole other facade that I embody every once in a while. I’ll call him Doug. Doug doesn’t care about other people, Doug only cares about himself, pleasing himself, and satiating his needs. Doug’s been pretty rampant these days, and Andrew can’t breathe. {I apologize if I sound like a schizophrenic, I assure you that I am not (or am I?)}. But I do attribute these different personalities as a battle between what I know to be true, and what feels good.

A battle between flesh and spirit, if you will. 

Pushing, and pulling. 

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freaking need these 

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nothing better

"give me a whisky, ginger ale on the side. don’t be stingy baby" 

"give me a whisky, ginger ale on the side. don’t be stingy baby" 

whisky, not whiskey. 

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