I grew up believing love wasn’t real. My parents divorced and my friends’ parents divorced. I thought it was normal that two people can’t get along. I thought it was normal to argue. When I finally started dating as a kid, a lot of my relationships ended with it’s not you, it’s me. Or sometimes, I’d just not hear back from them. The relationship would just end. I was also in a few really verbally abusive relationships. I never felt like I was good enough. All they did was instill in me that love isn’t real. Yet, as sad as it made me, I still had it in me that it was normal. I felt that sadness and loneliness was just a normal way of life.
My thoughts began to shift when photography made it’s way into my life. I began photographing weddings. At the time, I thought they were weird to go to. It was slightly uncomfortable. But once I began to photograph more and got to know these people, that’s when it all set in. I was hooked. I knew love was out there, because I was photographing it. A common thing I heard was, “You’ll just know when you’ve found the one”. After that, in personal my relationships, I was the one ending the relationships. I was disgusted and tired of being in verbally and mentally abusive relationships.
Photography is the reason I’m now in a wonderful, loving, and caring relationship.
Without getting political, what I’m trying to say is that I feel hate is winning. But in these times, I feel like I have much more of an important job. I’m driven even more to photograph and share that love is a damn beautiful thing and that it’s real.
I’m so glad I got to photograph these two.
Love is real.