Again, there’s something especially empowering to me about seeing myself from my partner’s perspective. When I look down at myself, down at my body, with all of my acne and blemishes and scars, I just don’t see it. I don’t see how anyone could possibly be attracted to me. Could possibly want to touch me.
But then I’m shown shots like these and I start to have all of this evidence to challenge those shitty thoughts. My boyfriend Fenric has very quickly figured out exactly how to frame me consistently in a way that makes me feel unbelievably cute and sexy. Seeing these captured moments, the look of deep longing for him in my eyes, his hand on my face, holding me, feels like his way of showing me just how adored I really am.
And it’s working.
Every picture like these reminds me a little bit more that I am loved, desired, and appreciated, just as I love, desire, and appreciate him. And that goes such a very long way for me.