Maybe you experienced something that feels so painful you can’t imagine to talk about it?
Are you scared, no one will listen?
Are you scared, no one will believe you?
Are you scared, someone will blame you?
Can you not imagine that someone from your family or your inner circles experienced a form of sexualised violence?
Are you scared of truth?
Are you scared to reflect on your own behaviour?
Are you scared to have crossed someones personal boundaries?
Fear Makes No Noise
That’s why we want to be quiet and listen, collect, share and re-think. Turn loud together.
Tell stories, choosing our own languages.
We try to give the seemingly incomprehensible shape.
We try to see, listen and commiserate.
r*pe-myths. Protecting the wrong ones, transfiguring them into heroes.
Victim-myths. Paralyzing and restraining us.
Lying stories. Which veil the violent reality.
Protecting images. Which make it easier for to us endure the truth.
Nightmares. Which we can stand.
Utopias. Which are worth picturing, formulating.
The big, bad wolf and the loving and protecting wolf.
The lonely wolf and the wolf pack.
A loud, powerful howling.