The day I finished uni there was no doubt in my mind that I would find a job in my chosen field of photography. I applied for literally anything with the word photography anywhere in the job description regardless of my complete lack of experience I was sure that if I could get an interview I could get the job. Continue reading
Now that I am old enough and wise (ish) enough to to look back I can see very clearly that there have been many different versions of me.
I have been a goth/skater /punk teenager full of rage and rebellion, so head strong and sure I knew it all.
I have been through an abusive relationship which wore me down a little bit each day till I didn’t even recognise myself.