{"id":8332,"date":"2020-03-12T14:07:40","date_gmt":"2020-03-12T18:07:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/briwebapp.net\/cfgxfm\/?p=8332"},"modified":"2020-03-12T16:59:48","modified_gmt":"2020-03-12T20:59:48","slug":"its-picture-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/briwebapp.net\/cfgxfm\/blogs\/afternoons\/2020\/03\/its-picture-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Why Does Picture Day Give Me So Much Anxiety?"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s picture day at work.\u00a0 A day of anxiety and a bit of dread.\u00a0 And analysis.\u00a0 \u00a0Examining all the flaws.\u00a0 My lips are chapped.\u00a0 My eyes are puffy.\u00a0 My hair is a mystery. Like, seriously, what is happening there?\u00a0 You think I’m joking or exaggerating?\u00a0 Nope.\u00a0 I mean, actually taking the picture with George and Sarah and Eve was a ton of fun.\u00a0 Lots of laughs!\u00a0 But ultimately, I’m so hard on myself.<\/p>\n

Does anybody LOVE having their picture taken?<\/p>\n

I don’t.<\/p>\n

I mean, I love having the picture.\u00a0 I just don’t feel comfortable in front of the camera.\u00a0 In this age of selfies, you’d think we’d adapt.\u00a0 You’d think it would get easier.<\/p>\n

I love capturing the moment.\u00a0 I don’t love actually seeing my face in said picture.\u00a0 It doesn’t stop me from taking thousands of pictures every single day.\u00a0 Because I know what it’s like to NOT have pictures of those people and moments that matter.<\/p>\n

I would love to have pictures of my mom.\u00a0 I have a handful.\u00a0 \u00a0Most of them are not the most flattering.\u00a0 \u00a0She too hated having her picture taken.\u00a0 She was probably the one taking the picture.<\/p>\n

What I would give to have more pictures of my mom.<\/p>\n

So that’s why I make sure I am in those pictures with my kids. That’s why I make sure we document everything.\u00a0 Because I don’t want there to come a day my kids say “I wish we had pictures”.<\/p>\n

But it’s something I struggle with on a regular basis.\u00a0 \u00a0Accepting myself.\u00a0 The picture.\u00a0 The reflection.<\/p>\n

I was walking the trails in Canatara Park on Sunday, with my oldest daughter and her boyfriend.\u00a0 We were taking pictures to capture the moment.\u00a0 For the scrapbook I never have time to make.\u00a0 And I caught myself saying “I hate my face”.\u00a0 Out loud.\u00a0 And my daughter and her boyfriend BOTH said “Mom!\u00a0 We love your face.\u00a0 Don’t say that.”<\/p>\n

And I stopped because I realized how it sounded and I realized how it could effect my daughter in a negative way.\u00a0 \u00a0We want to teach confidence and self esteem, but what kind of example am I setting by scrunching up my face in disappointment and saying something so negative?<\/p>\n

Why do we struggle with what we see in the picture or in the mirror?\u00a0 Why are we so hard on ourselves?<\/p>\n

Do we ever look at pictures of family or friends and focus on all the flaws?\u00a0 Nope.\u00a0 Because we don’t see them.\u00a0 We see the smile.\u00a0 We see the person that we love so much.<\/p>\n

Trying to see myself the same way.\u00a0 I’m a work in progress.<\/p>\n

Some of our pics –<\/p>\n

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