The concept of home is very complex to me. After living through years of emotional abuse by my mother and being rescued by my father, I am now living alone for the first time and am thinking a lot about this idea. I am slowly coming to terms with the thought that home can be myself; my own body, even if some days I don’t want to be alive.

But this series of work isn’t about all that bad past junk. It is about how, every day, I am trying to be better. Some days are a lot harder than others, and I don’t have the motivation to leave my bed, but at least I have a cat who loves me dearly. I also have a wonderful support system that I am deeply grateful for.

Every day this body of a home stands a little taller. 

Digital Photography. 2021.