For this project I was told to have two pictures; one that shows my actual beautiful self and one that shows my dark side. Instead I have three. And the one that you think is my beautiful self really isn’t. The first photo represents who I am. The person who you meet in real life. The real me that my friends and family see. The me that isn’t always happy and that straightens her hair and wears makeup to hide her insecurities. That isn’t the version of me that others perceive to be beautiful but it is what I perceive is my real beautiful self. The second picture is the face I put up one social media. The act that I put one to make people believe that I am happy and that I never feel insecure and that I am totally okay with curly hair and no makeup. But in reality that photo is edited. My real makeup free face has acne and doesn’t look like that and my natural curly hair doesn’t look close to what that photo shows. In that photo my hair is straightened then curled to make it pretty. This photo describes what I want people online to see and believe. I want them to believe that I am happy and that I don’t have depression or anxiety or that I like my natural self. So I do my hair, slap on a fake smile, take off my glasses and take the photo. I take 100 till I am kind of okay with just one. Then I edit it to blur out my acne and make my skin look flawless, hoping that when I post it I can pretend that I really am happy. The last photo shows the inner me. The me that no one sees. It shows what I go through in my head everyday. The black tears coming out of my eyes is my depression, anxiety, insecurities, and my deepest fears. I’m crying because I’m dealing with all the pressures of society all by myself. I’m expected to have great grades, get into a good university, get a good job, get married, have kids, be skinny with flawless hair and flawless skin but I’m not expected to be happy. The black lips represent all of the negative words I tell myself everyday when I look in the mirror. Your ugly. Your fat. Lose weight. Stop eating. Your hair needs to be straightened. All of those things are the black and dark words that I tell myself. The saying you can see a person through their eyes doesn’t work here because you can barely see my eyes because I’ve done so many things to cover up who I really am. But you can still see all the despair and pain in them. The facial expression makes you really feel how hurt this girl is and how she's crying out for help but can’t seem to say those words. Finally the black frames around the photos show how society wants us to be picture perfect and framed so that we can be hung up on a wall for everyone to see and judge us based on what they see and not who we truly are. No matter how happy I seem on social media or how pretty I look with makeup and straightened hair inside I’m struggling and dealing with all of the things I’m told and the things I tell myself. No matter how organized I may seem inside my mind is a complete mess. There’s always three faces to a person. The person they show to the people who know them in real life. The person they are one social media. And the person they are inside their own head.