Le 4 août 2009, ma mère s’est donné la mort.

Elle a laissé derrière elle des carnets écrits à mon sujet tout au long de mon enfance, ainsi que ses journaux intimes et des rapports psychiatriques. Ma famille m’a tenu à l’écart de sa maladie, me laissant avec un profond sentiment d’absence et de culpabilité.

À travers ses écrits, en retournant dans les lieux de notre passé et en renouant avec ma sœur et mon père, je cherche à mieux comprendre qui elle était — dans l’espoir de donner un sens à son geste final.

Ce voyage intime devient une réflexion sur le silence entourant la santé mentale, l’aliénation des soins psychiatriques et le poids persistant des structures patriarcales.

Prochainement

On August 4th, 2009, my mother took her own life.

She left behind notebooks she had written about me throughout my childhood, as well as her diaries and psychiatric reports. My family hid her illness from me, leaving me with a deep sense of absence and guilt.

Through her writings, by returning to the places of our past, and by reconnecting with my sister and my father, I seek to better understand who she was — in the hope of finding some meaning behind her final act. This intimate journey becomes a reflection on the silence surrounding mental health, the alienation of psychiatric care, and the enduring weight of patriarchal structures.

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On August 4th, 2009, my mother took her own life.

She left behind notebooks she had written about me throughout my childhood, as well as her diaries and psychiatric reports. My family hid her illness from me, leaving me with a deep sense of absence and guilt.

Through her writings, by returning to the places of our past, and by reconnecting with my sister and my father, I seek to better understand who she was — in the hope of finding some meaning behind her final act. This intimate journey becomes a reflection on the silence surrounding mental health, the alienation of psychiatric care, and the enduring weight of patriarchal structures.

Coming Soon