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Passions lost and found again

When I first got sick back in 2016, I thought it was the end for me. That I was going to be a shell of my true self, unable to do the things I wanted to do. That was true too an extent.

My first injury as a result of my Ehlers Danlos Syndrome was an ACL tear. Luckily it was minor, and no surgery needed however it took 7 months to heal and it never healed fully, this injury stopped me being able too walk long distances. My passion, my hobby was walking. I could walk miles. Mindlessly, no specific destination just me and my eldest at the time, the whole wide world and the fresh air. We still walk now; we don’t go as far or if we do, I make sure I can get back by bus or taxi. It’s not the same but it does the job.


I am lucky, I have rekindled my love for Photography. I first found my love for photography when I was 15 in year 10 at school. I lost my love for it being a typical teenager and abandoning my passions for “normal” teenage years. Last year I decided to buy a camera, I had saved some money and brought one second and I took it out once and I found my love for it again. I’ve been able to find inspiration and creativity all around me. It gives me a reason, a purpose. When I’m having a bad flare and can’t go out, I feel useless for not doing anything now I just set up my space and take photos. Majority of them are of my two boys or anything that sparks interest I can find in my home. When I take photos it fills me with happiness and warmth, it doesn’t take much physical energy or as I usually say it only takes half a spoon. When i go out with my camera my focus is nature, the way branches bend and twist. How leaves fall and how they glisten when it is icy. Photography just takes me away, it focuses my mind and most importantly it makes me happy.


I've added some photos below of my favourite shots from the past year. If you want to see more i have a photography page on instagram @simple_yet_beautiful_







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