One Snarky Chica with Issues

I hate having my picture taken. That wasn’t always the case. I’ve seen photos of myself growing up where I am purposely smiling into the camera or doing some wacky pose. I even have photos from my first year of college where I willing got in group photos.

For some reason I hate having my picture taken now.

I don’t know why that is. I mean, I know that I’m self-conscious and that I feel less than good about the way that I look. But that really is not anything new. At least I don’t think so.

I also know that I am not the only person in the world with this issue.

Clearly it is some sort of body image issue. Or is it?

A search on google returns a bunch of results with people saying that they getting their picture taken because they are not photogenic.  On one of the links I click on someone said they didn’t like getting their picture taken because “…The image I have of myself is WAY better than reality.”

Around 2,000 results on google for “hate getting my picture taken” and still no conclusive answers as to why. Loads of people have that exact sentence on a blog or message board post.

Maybe it’s psychological. Maybe it’s tied to our level of happiness. If we are content then we don’t mind being photographed. And if we’re wallowing in sorrow keep the cameras away.

I’m really not sure. I wish I knew though. I think it might be nice to not mind having my picture taken sometime.