09/10/2026
a little bit of real life 🤎
Hey all! I wanted to jump on here and speak from the heart for a minute. I’ve really gone back and forth on sharing this for a while, not because I’m ashamed, but because I never want this to be taken as a post to avoid any accountability for where I've fallen short. This may be long, but if you stay to read it, thank you.
Putting it plainly, I’ve struggled with my mental health for a really long time, but this year it’s started finding its way into pretty much every part of my life. My relationships, my creativity, my ability to keep up with everyday things, and this little business of mine too. It’s changed the way I view myself, and I’m sure the view of others too. And it’s been genuinely exhausting.
I’ve become very good at showing up, taking the photos, laughing, making jokes, going to work everyday, occasionally posting, and looking relatively okay while struggling a lot more privately.
I started therapy recently, and while I’m not going to get into the specifics today, I will say it’s been a strange mix of having an explanation for literally everything, while also realizing how much my struggles affected my life, and those around me too. It’s been a little sad for me, a little relieving, a little freeing, and exhausting too.
But that’s where I want to talk about Morgan Anne Photography.
There’s been times I’ve dropped the ball. Times my communication has completely sucked. Times where my galleries were delivered late. Times where I’ve given a deadline, and failed to meet it. More times than I’d like to admit.
If you experienced that firsthand, I am very sorry.
I know that me personally struggling doesn’t erase the impact it may have had on any of you. And I’d never expect that either.
Moving forward, I’m trying to do things a little differently. Less overpromising, less trying to carry everything by myself, and a whole lot more structure and communication. I want Morgan Anne to be something I love running again, while also being a business you can feel good about trusting with the important stuff.
There isn’t a perfect little ending to this. I’m still working on it. Still catching up. Still going to therapy. Still figuring out what works for me and what doesn’t.
But I’m also learning to ask for help. I’m learning to not allow my anxiety and depression to take total control over my life. To communicate instead of shutting down. And most importantly, to actually take care of the girl behind the business.
I don't want to disappear and come back pretending everything has always been perfect. I’d just rather be honest about where I’ve fallen short, do the work to make it right, and move forward differently.
I still love taking pictures. I still love people in all of their realness.
And I still know there’s a really good version of me coming out on the other side of all of this.
I’m just taking my time getting her there. 🤎
