I found one photograph, my mum was on it, it was taken around the time we moved into our new flat, and for me that photo was so ugly that I tore it.
I’ve noticed that, on that photograph, my mother looked… well, she looked unusual… let’s say, she looked… for me, I have to say this though she is my mother, she looked ugly on that photo.
Her…that expression on her face was like if she was a martyr and she was completely red.
Simply, that photo looked really awful to me.
And now… now when I look at her, no one would even say that it is the same person. Like, who is this?
I didn’t want anyone to see it. I wasn’t ashamed of that photograph but…Well, like some bad memory…
So I tore it.