the breakup (2025)

A collage about heartbreak and the relinquishing of power. Heartbreak came relatively stealthily I would say, but the slow unraveling of trust was the loudest silence I've ever experienced. It felt more like an unraveling of my realty, truly. Ultimately, I was postured as the significant other whose pain was unjustified because I was 'just going through a breakup', and I'd 'be fine because I have my friends.' That was heavy and unjustified, but nothing was heavier than the realization that I had willingly relinquished my power, time and time again. So I could meet him on his level and try to translate his language into a dialect that I could understand. And let that be the last time that happens ever again.