EXIT

The spectrum of teenage rebellion is broad. I have gradually danced along this spectrum, to get my parents to notice me, to the most extreme point, which is teenage pregnancy.
I got pregnant before graduation and then again two years later.

This put a responsibility on my shoulders that I had to grow up with at a very early age. The intertwining of my children and my own life stages always raises new questions. It's a bit like we have to grow up together, taking turns healing each other's wounds. My mental health problems and my relationship with the father of my children present me with constant crises that cannot be avoided.

Balancing between different roles brings a lot of frustration, so my medium for communicating my thoughts has become photography.