These photographs are my personal journey through depression, post traumatic stress disorder, and the inability to accept myself after surviving rape. This series features me coming to terms with the darkness that many fear to talk about. The darkness that is still considered taboo in many cultures and countries. Through using photography as a medium to face my demons, I have been able to heal. I hope these photographs will eventually help others heal as well.
These photographs are my personal journey through depression, post traumatic stress disorder, and the inability to accept myself after surviving rape. Three years after, I was given the opportunity to use photography as a medium to face my demons which I previously tried to internalise suppressing all the emotions and guilt, resentment and disgust. In a culture where sexual abuse is still a taboo, one is forced into silence. Many a time a rather lonely silence. This series of photographs depict a variation of darkness which I have had to fight every single day, consciously and unconsciously. With the vast lack of dialogue about sexual abuse and its effects especially in Asia, many women tend to retreat and/or lose themselves in an effort to hide behind masks to appear socially acceptable to the world. Some do not make it out alive, others are barely hanging on and precious few make it to the other side stronger than they were before albeit scarred and potentially never being the same again. Because the Asian culture still largely hold face value and personal image to high regard, there is a pressing need to start chipping away at the barriers which only serves to barricade survivors further and further into a corner. My hope is that these photographs will spark a much needed conversation about sexual abuse and the support that is needed after such a traumatic experience. One which no one should ever have to go through.