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THiS shower‑glass self‑portrait isn’t about voyeurism—it’s about visibility. Chemsex rarely happens in bright rooms with open windows; it unfolds in dim corners where loneliness, stigma, and the thirst for connection blur into a single, potent mix. Through this commission with Impulse LDN, I wanted to translate that haze—the seductive shimmer and the hidden cost—into light, shadow, and water droplets. We talk a lot about “choice” when we discuss drug use. But choice is complicated when belonging feels conditional, when intimacy is freighted with shame, when mental health support is thin on the ground. What you see here is a body, yes—but look closer and you’ll find condensation mapping the nervous system of a community wrestling with pressure, desire, and survival. This series isn’t moral indictment. It’s an invitation: to acknowledge how hard it can be to reach for genuine connection, to refuse easy myths of “good” vs “bad” queer bodies, to push for harm‑reduction strategies that start with empathy, not judgment. If the images resonate, share them. If you’ve got a story, drop it in the comments (or my DMs if you need privacy). Let’s keep the conversation wet, messy, and real—because healing rarely arrives in neat, dry packages.