Them, Inside Me — Artist’s Note

ABOUT THIS ARTWORK
Them, Inside Me is about the slow migration of other people’s voices into our inner world.

Childhood phrases. Inherited fears. Silent expectations carried by family and society.
With time, they stop being noise around you — and become presence within you.

Eventually, a question begins to blur the mind:
Is this truly my thought… or something I was trained to believe?

This piece holds that strange contradiction:
you live in your own body, yet your mind feels crowded — as if your inner space no longer fully belongs to you.

It is not a story of being broken.
It is the moment of recognition: noticing what is not yours,
and learning to make room for your own voice.

ARTIST’S NOTE
I wrote this in fragments — the way these voices arrive.
Not as a clean narrative, but as a build-up: a sentence from childhood, a familiar fear, an expectation I never consciously chose.

While writing, I kept returning to the same feeling:
that some thoughts do not start as “mine.” They enter quietly, repeat themselves for years, and one day speak with my own tone.

This text came from trying to separate what I carry from what I am.
Not to accuse anyone, not to erase where I came from — but to name the crowd inside the mind.

I didn’t write it to sound poetic.
I wrote it to be precise.
To mark the moment I noticed: my body feels like mine,
but my mind still hosts voices I never invited.