May/June photodump. Realizing that I’ve been angry at the cards that I’ve been dealt, but trying to figure out how to make the best of it once again. It’s been 1 year since I’ve been back in LA and for some reason I thought I’d magically feel better once I’m back. I have not. And I don’t want to keep lamenting or missing the way I was. Trying my best to figure out how to be grateful, in spite of painful conditions. Trying to dance. To cook. To feel at home. To feel belonging. To find passion and zest for life. Life feels hard when your brain is stuck in feeling trapped and wanting to leave, rather than focusing on reasons to stay. But I know they’re there somewhere.