If you know me, it’s quite possible that you’ve come across my nude photographs. They have been seen by my brother’s girlfriend, my sister, friends, and even my aunts. My mother was the first to view them, and my partner has seen them too, though he doesn’t share the same enthusiasm I do. Rather than being leaked by an ex or shared on social media, these images are thoughtfully displayed in a coffee table book on a shelf in our living room.
One relative suggested I should hide them away. However, I find it difficult to do so, as these images symbolize something profoundly significant to me.