Being independent. Not needing anyone. Being able to do everything yourself.
One of the first things that come to mind is money, right?
Being able to afford your own place. To buy your own groceries and using your own car to drive it home. For most, this is what true independence feels like.
But what if money isn’t the issue here. What if suddenly all of your independence is being taken away from you because of a physical or mental problem?
This is basically what happened to me a few months ago. I tore my anterior cruciate ligament while playing sports. For those who don’t know what the hell I’m talking about: this is a ligament in your knee.
Suddenly it doesn’t matter how much money you have, or how badly you want to do your job or have fun with your friends: if your body doesn’t cooperate you’re basically screwed.
And with that your mental condition starts to change as well.
Photography is something that always helped me through rough times, and even if everything goes well this is something I always turn to.
So when you’re not able to turn to the thing that helps you out most, it’s hard. Especially when you’re so used to being financially, emotionally and physically independent.
That’s when I started photographing the only things that I could photograph: the inside of the car my parents or friends drove me around in. The view from my bedroom window. The view from the livingroom.
Not much; but enough to keep my mind busy. I could focus on something again, besides rehabilitation.
So here it is! The distraction that kept me from going insane for the past few months. Still a work in progress.