For the last couple of days I have been dealing with my OCD and nasty old obsessions about a family, whom I know hates me. Okay, maybe "hate" is too strong a word, but I know they dislike me and have seen evidence in an email provided to me that they will mock me. Supposedly good Catholics, ah, but, the Church is home primarily for sinners, is it not? And Heaven knows I have made snarky comments about them, for which I am sorry.
So everyone is a critic, everyone is a sinner. I am just happy I have my photography to be my therapy.
Although . . . I can become a Taylor Swift with a camera and Photoshop, so don't piss me off.