IT IS NOT LOVE

“It is not love” was born from a search to express emotional wounds through images. This project arose thanks to a failed love story that taught me a lot about the origin of my emotional wounds. Throughout my life I observed that time and time again I found myself in intimate relationships of great lack of respect, lack of fidelity, betrayal, and above all lack of Love. I learned over the years that a person who stays in that place give so little deserving, it is because as a child she learned that this is love, since a person with well-positioned self-esteem since childhood and a natural sense of self-worth would not remain, nor allow sentimental situations, often with signs of emotional abuse, that So many of us accept, sometimes even for several years, just to receive a measly drop of love. An unhealthy and dysfunctional type of love nourished me as a child, it came loaded with mockery, irony and devaluation. Although we appeared to be an ideal family.

These first family relationships left emotional marks and wounds that are difficult to understand and heal. This type of love, which many of us learned as unconditional love in our first years of life, and which we accept so as not to be left out of the clan, usually generates a lot of stress, insecurity, low self-esteem, self-aggression, anxiety and addiction. At 14 years old I started pulling out my hair. One by one. It started as a game and then turned into compulsive and uncontrolled behavior. Today this ailment (of the soul) is called trichotillomania.