Old photographs of happy times make me feel sad, even if the people in them are still in my life. They remind me of a changed friendship or changing times. If the person isn't in my life anymore, photographs of us smiling together make me wish they were.
I hate seeing my scars in photographs. I never hide my scars anymore, but catching sight of them in a photo is like seeing them on someone else, it sends a jolt through me.
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