My biggest insecurity is not just one, it is a combination of many at once.

Those thousands of little marks that you see, that come and go, and walk around on my skin.

A skin full of marks is not ONE insecurity, it is THOUSANDS at once.

It multiplies with each new brand that decides to appear.

Then I get into the vicious cycle of scratching my skin as a reflex out of anxiety, which creates even more marks, which creates even more anxiety…

When your insecurity is your skin, tell me, how do you hide it?

It’s everywhere, it’s everything you see.

All that remains is to learn to live with it.

And how did I do it?

SHOWING MYSELF.

This is actually one of the main reasons why I started taking self-portraits, to learn to observe myself as I am. To learn to see myself from the outside, from an outsider’s perspective, but at the same time very much my own.

To learn to have control, not only of myself or my body, but of the way I look at myself.