Untitled Reflection: On May 13 2023 I was sexually assaulted. It happened after I got a palm reading. No one teaches you how to heal from something like this. The memory has stayed with me, lodged in my body, surfacing in the strangest moments.

I remember rotting in my room for two days afterward, surrounded by the chaos of moving back home after the hardest school year of my life. My belongings piled around me, drowning me. Some people told me to get up and keep moving. Others said to take all the time I needed to rest. In truth, I never really took the time to process what happened. There were too many voices telling me how to feel, and I still don’t know how to feel.

I don’t know how to write about this experience, but I leave these images here as evidence: that it all happened, that my body is still here, and that I am still healing. I don’t have the words, so I make from what I have—my memories and my body.

I trust that a time will come when stillness will feel natural. When it will be okay for me to simply exist in it all. all of the work was created on a 4x5 camera to give my body and the emotions patience.

Thank you for reading, for witnessing me in this year in between. I share this for myself and for anyone who might need it. I love you.