The day I confided in someone about my sexuality, they took my story and spread it around for fun. This both hurt my feelings and tainted my identity. My trust became gossip. I decided to turn to my childhood friends, my old teachers and even strangers that I had never met before. I brought these people into my safe space and I used photography as a tool for personal communication. During the shootings we would exchange life stories and, without judgement, we ‘conversed’ through my lens. This interaction was therapeutic. During the year it took to complete the project, I finally felt like myself again. This series of ‘nude’ photos is therefore also about me. Through mutual trust, I bared my soul.