|These USED to be fun.|
In an attempt to act like a normal person (that is, someone who can stand to see a photo of her own self), I shared it to my Facebook timeline; but all day I had to restrain myself from taking it down. "Stop being so vain," I told myself. "What the heck is wrong with you, anyway? Who cares if the camera hates you? Stop it."
Fast forward 5 days, to the weekly walk I take with this same friend. At some point, she mentioned the photo. Oh, no, I thought. Don't talk about it. I don't want to relive the self-loathing.
Turns out I needn't have worried. "You know," she said, "I put it on my Wall because it got both of our faces really well. But then, when I was looking at it, I realized that the shirt I was wearing made me look flat as a board. I look like a boy. It's humiliating. I couldn't stop thinking how bad I looked."
Apparently, self-loathing - like biking - can be a team sport.
[Photo booth image: ACA Entertainment]