There’s a photography blog I keep coming back to, and I want to tell you about it. Monochromia is a collective — photographers from Chicago, Nuremberg, Rome, Washington D.C., and a village on the Nile, all posting one black and white image at a time with barely a word of explanation. I contribute the occasional shot from France, which makes me biased. It also makes me a better photographer.
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This is not a recovery story. It’s not inspirational. It doesn’t end with light breaking through clouds. This is a raw, unfiltered Sit Rep—written in the thick of exhaustion, fury, and familial love that persists despite everything. If you’ve ever smiled while screaming inside, resented the people you’d die for, or wondered why “self-care” feels like another chore—you’re not alone. No advice. No solutions. Just one photographer’s voice in the dark.
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