Part II: Shame | Boy Untitled
(2018) - 31.16 sec
Shame is a powerful force. Its roots burrow deep into the soul, hiding, biding time. It secretly guides all thoughts and actions. In this quiet form, shame poisons words and self-worth. I seek out validation in the wrong places. I assume failure in place of my success. When shame bubbles to the surface, it screams in frustration and anger. An endless assault of questions and self-deprecating thoughts pour out of my heart. Not only do I feel isolated from the world, but I feel crazy. Sitting in silence amidst a flurry of discussions and negotiations. Silently breathing. A ticking clock. The sound echoing through my mind endlessly. Talking myself into the present moment is an impossible chore. I think, “is this what my life will be like.” Projecting momentary discomfort on an entire Universe of love and trust.