The Elusive Bullgrit Caught on Camera

Here go my final steps out of my self-imposed Internet invisibility. Honestly, although I’ve been cracking jokes about it, posting photographs of myself on the Web really does tie my stomach up in knots. I am *not* a spotlight kind of guy. But really, I’ve got to get over this photo-shyness. Every other writer in the blogosphere has their picture up on their site. It’s expected. My hiding is abnormal.

Over a year ago, we had a professional photographer take pictures of our family for our personal albums and home display, and when she posted samples of the work on her blog, I asked her to remove the images with me in them. Yes, I was/am that anal retentive about it — telling a professional to hide my pics, because I’m psychotic.

This paragraph is directed at friends and family: I still don’t want anyone else to post pics of me on the Web anywhere. Just because I’m posting pics now doesn’t mean I want to open the season up for photos of me. I’ve fretted over this idea for days — weeks even — before even starting this whole series of posts. Ask Cowgrit Wifegrit how many times I’ve asked her about the photos I’ve posted. She’ll tell you, I’m a friggin’ nutcase over this.

So, anyway, here goes my exposure therapy…

This is me:

Nothing special, you think? With my build up, you were expecting some horrible facial scar or extensive facelift/botox work? Yeah, sorry ’bout that. I’m just a regular guy. A regular guy with a strange photo phobia.

So, there. I’ve taken a big, scary step into the 21st century, where everyone has pics of themselves on the Internet somewhere. I’ve exposed myself. Well, so to speak.

Actually, I guess it could be said I “exposed” myself much earlier with my P90X results posts. I was comfortable with those only because my face was cropped out of the shots. Since I’ve gone that far and this far, I could go all the way and post a full nude pic of me. I mean that would be the ultimate act to break a phobia. Yeah. So here’s me fully nude.

Bullgrit