Photo taken by contributor Cla-c, a 45-year-old wife and mother of four who was diagnosed with Cyclothymia a year ago. She has battled severe depression, paranoia, and fearfulness throughout her life, and has always felt like an outcast. After she lost a much loved cousin to suicide, she knew she had to face her demons. Growing up in Africa in the 70’s and 80’s, going to a therapist was not part of the culture. Instead of dealing with her feelings and shame related to childhood trauma, she merely existed. She never felt like she had a voice, something that she struggles with even today. Her sensitivity has at times led her to isolate, which is especially challenging as a portrait photographer. She has come to both fear and love people at the same time. Today, she has a small but amazing support system. She dreams of having a cabin in the woods with the butterflies.
About this photo: “I can`t sleep ,No I dont` want to sleep .Yet when I do the best part is when I still know ,I still hear I still feel .It Can`t be dark ,and noise, I need that background noise,a replacement for mommy talking to me .Not knowing what it sounds like if mommy would talk to me .Have I ever heard that ? No !!! why could`nt you sit with me mommy ,even for a short while….I`ve been waiting so long for you ,hoping one day you will see .Sit with me and stroke my hair like they do in the movies ,and tell me you love me .is it too late now ? Maybe it is ..maybe it is.”