I´m dealing/staging my obsessive thoughs. I´m trying to control them rather than the thoughs controling me.
My childhood was filled with abuse and constant fear. I understood nothing until I grew old enough to perceive how poorly my parents treated one another. My anger was so strong that on many occasions I imagined my father dead. The anger was the same towards my mother, most often when she hit me through her own frustration. I hated them so very much. But this was a complex anger. I loved them simultaneously. My mother has OCD and that of course effected me and my life when I was young and still does. I dont want my child to experience that like I did. The camera and the photographs helps me to make the thoughts like unreal scenes, like physical objects more than real thoughs.