Welcome to the “Photography” category of The Autism Cafe
Here you’ll find advice from mom bloggers who are also professional photographers. If you want to learn or simply improve your photography, this is the right place.
If you’re a professional photographer, and wish to contribute, send me an email so we can discuss.
eileen@theautismcafe.com
mom blogger, mom photographer, autism blog, mom autism, blogger mom, blog about autism
I wrote this class for p52 clicks. I figured I’d share here too. Join their Facebook and Instagram page. When I started taking pictures a few years ago, I was inspired…
Welcome to The Autism Cafe, today I’m going to share with you my favorite places to take photos in Austin, TX. Photography is a hobby of mine. I love to explore,…
Newborn photography tips Hello! I am Shannon from Shannon Marie Photography. I’m so thankful to have the opportunity to write for the Autism Cafe today! There are so many aspects of…
Thank you Gina from Healthy Little Vittles for writing this post and sharing your tips and no-bake brownie pops recipe 1. Plating When I’m food styling and plating, I always strive…
Thank you Jessie for writing this useful guide for moms to help them take better pictures of their children. Jessie Martin is a wife, mama, photographer and educator. She is passionate…
Going into my head to get out of my head One thing I struggle with is expressing myself. As a consequence of that, often I go through phases where I just…
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![Anxiety has a way of ruining good things that happen to me. Even when I’m happy, it comes creeping on me like dark overcast clouds over my sunny day. I convince myself that too much happiness is suspicious, and if I’m happy right now, it’s because something terrible is soon to happen. Anxiety is not rational. Anxiety is knowing all about the logic of something being impossible to happen and still convincing yourself that there is a crack somewhere in that logic and that the 1-in-a-million chance of something bad happening will definitely happen to you.
Anxiety also comes with an overthinking mind. It’s an intense mind that never stops thinking, so much it becomes a form of torture. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night sweating, thinking of the things I could have done better, like that one text a few months ago that maybe I should have worded slightly differently.
My anxiety doesn’t only affect me, it affects the people around me too. Anxiety makes my relationships harder. I’m thankful for the friends in my life who stay. I want them to know that it means the world to me because I know I can be hard to love sometimes. I can be paranoid, and too sensitive — too much, too me. If I see changes in a friend’s behavior, I come up with tons of hypothetical scenarios that would explain why they hate me right now, because if they didn’t answer my text yet, clearly they do hate me.
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❤️](http://scontent-frx5-1.cdninstagram.com/vp/d3530273f8abee21732b9b0766dcaf02/5DC63DC4/t51.2885-15/e35/c0.52.1440.1440a/s320x320/61214327_113974333188303_5278318577537280172_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-frx5-1.cdninstagram.com "Anxiety has a way of ruining good things that happen to me. Even when I’m happy, it comes creeping on me like dark overcast clouds over my sunny day. I convince myself that too much happiness is suspicious, and if I’m happy right now, it’s because something terrible is soon to happen. Anxiety is not rational. Anxiety is knowing all about the logic of something being impossible to happen and still convincing yourself that there is a crack somewhere in that logic and that the 1-in-a-million chance of something bad happening will definitely happen to you.
Anxiety also comes with an overthinking mind. It’s an intense mind that never stops thinking, so much it becomes a form of torture. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night sweating, thinking of the things I could have done better, like that one text a few months ago that maybe I should have worded slightly differently.
My anxiety doesn’t only affect me, it affects the people around me too. Anxiety makes my relationships harder. I’m thankful for the friends in my life who stay. I want them to know that it means the world to me because I know I can be hard to love sometimes. I can be paranoid, and too sensitive — too much, too me. If I see changes in a friend’s behavior, I come up with tons of hypothetical scenarios that would explain why they hate me right now, because if they didn’t answer my text yet, clearly they do hate me.
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Read more on the blog. Link in bio.
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