I delete or tear up and trash my own photos, too. Or I still give out my high school graduation photo from 1984. It’s the only decent photo ever taken of me since childhood EVER.
[I actually offered one of my high school graduation photos to the Viking when he complained that he had no pictures of me, when we first started dating. Seriously, I did. I weighed about 125 in 1984. Now my fat ass is closer to 165. Fucker declined. Whatever.]