I'm insecure and painfully shy by nature, and often left behind... but on occasion find myself in the company of the cool kids. These moments fill me with doubt. I somehow manage to convince myself that nobody really likes me, and the best way to ease this discomfort is to wield a camera like a shield, or a layer of safety glass. Sometimes it feels like taking portraits is a way to legitimize my presence among them, as if interacting in some kind of strange official capacity gives me the right to be there. It’s taken me quite a while to figure out that I’ve probably been accepted all along.