This year has taken such a toll on me.
I lost my best friend, I lost my love for shooting, and I lost my zest for life.
It's taken a lot to get to where I am now. I struggled so much, I put in the work when I couldn't even conceive trying, and every day I get closer to where I want to be.
I started looking back at older photos and wondering why I didn't like them. Today I had such a different view: there's small things I've captured that I've always wanted. I've always wanted to get the details of a face as crisp as I can. I've always wanted to get the angles that most photographers don't think of. I've always strived for the shots that I aspired to have, but never thought I'd actually attain.
Looking back at the State Champs photos from last year, I realized how much better I was actually getting. I fell hard this year, but I don't intend to let it stop me. My friends have my back, my dedication is slowly starting to grow, and I'm softly gaining more love for my life. This is how it's meant to be. It's been such a long and anguished road to get here and I hope that no one ever has to struggle in some of the ways I have. But when all is said and done:
I think I'm finally back.