One of my hobbies is doing amateur photography and I often times find the best pictures are the ones that are unplanned. The inspiration is just there. Its not that I am trying to be rude or insensitive, which is why I ask later of they don’t mind me sharing the pictures. Most of the time, they’re cool with it, but sometimes there are ones they don’t feel they look good in and don’t want me to share them. The thing that interested me about this was in an era where we proudly boast that no one can tell us what to do, be, or look like, there still appeared to be some invisible authority that held us accountable to some standard. It is almost like there is a whip master behind us ready to lash our backs of we didn’t look a certain way or say a certain thing.
Insecurities are common to all people, but why? How is it that we can go fuck whomever we want, when we want, yet still find ourselves squirming over discussing exact details or talking about it freely in public?