he's not going to run after me this time

This weekend was one of the worst weekends I've had to endure (and it seems to be trickling into my week- yesterday a turnstyle ate my U-Pass and a CTA worker made me cry, and today my cat scratched up my face pretty badly). I was crying nonstop and I was heartbroken. These self-portrait polaroids were shot Friday, Saturday, and Sunday and the text is comprised mostly of thoughts that were running through my head all weekend. These were very therapeutic for me to shoot and I hope they can comfort and/or inspire other people who are going through similar circumstances.