I am not stupid. I am not lazy. Throughout 25 years of adult life I sought help. But somehow I fell between the cracks. It took a crisis to find the answer.
I am one of the lucky ones. There are millions more like me, all around the planet.
This film is a catalyst for conversation in community.
Re-relating to the future for a better past
Profoundly stuck in a 30+ year struggle to access my true voice as an artist, I was blindsided in 2011 by the arrest of my son’s teacher on child pornography charges.
Memories of sexual abuse I experienced in the 1970’s surfaced. Self-documenting my recovery suddenly became an urgent outwards spiral, generating an eight year zig-zag global journey to the US, Guyana, Bolivia, Taiwan, Australia, Ghana and the UK: my opportunity to break through the voicelessness and connect with people working to support survivors of child sex assault.