Seeing me began as a body of work I never intended to publish. Six years ago it started as an experiment with how I might be able to find empathy for myself by “seeing me” through the eyes of another. The idea came about when I noticed the emotional experience I had as a viewer of images of others suffering. Most of my life I’ve struggled with anxiety, depression, self-violence, and other elements of the legacies of trauma. Though socially and professionally I’ve maintained a high functioning lifestyle, quietly I’ve frequently fallen apart the moment the doors closed. Thus after years of creating work that I hoped might foster a sense of empathy for others I began to experiment with the idea that seeing me in my most vulnerable might help me learn to develop the ability to give the gift of compassion to myself.