Sorry for the lack of contact

“Sorry for the lack of contact”—a refrain born of emotional retreat. As life fractured—marriage ending, daughters in pain, love unraveling—I vanished, present but absent. A story of modern exhaustion, fragile ties, and the quiet cost of survival.

"Sorry for the Lack of Contact" is a work that, thanks to its deeply personal story, resonates far beyond an individual narrative of loss and reconnection, for it speaks to the broader condition of contemporary existence. In a world where connectivity is both facilitated and hindered by technology, and where personal struggles are often masked by the need to keep moving, "Sorry for the Lack of Contact" serves as a moving reflection of how we build and rebuild our identities through others. Emotional exhaustion, fleeting interactions, and the fragmentation of personal identity emerge as inevitable consequences of modern life. It confronts the discomfort of absence, the weight of emotional responsibility, and the cyclical process of losing and rediscovering oneself in the rhythm of the ebb and flow of human relationships.

An important aspect of the work is the way it raises questions about relationships with children. How does emotional absence shape the experiences of those who rely on them the most? The struggle to balance self-preservation with the deep responsibility of parenthood is central to this exploration, emphasizing how even the most vital connections can suffer under the weight of emotional turmoil. It confronts the painful reality of being physically present yet emotionally distant, questioning what it means to be truly available for one’s children in times of crisis.

From the book “Sorry for the Lack of Contact”:

“Sorry for the lack of contact»—this phrase has become a recurring refrain in the past few years of my life. After moving to Poland, I was caught in a whirlwind of upheavals that upended my sense of stability. My 20-year marriage came to an end, my daughters were diagnosed with depression, and the person I deeply cared for was grappling with severe emotional struggles, relying on medication. Our relationship oscillated between moments of profound intimacy and stretches of complete silence, leaving me emotionally isolated, unable to maintain contact even with those who needed me most, including my own children.

Life became a turbulent mix of emotional highs and lows, relentless work schedules, empty hotel rooms, and the cacophony of noisy gatherings. All of it blended into a bitter cocktail of exhaustion, loneliness, and frantic attempts at distraction.

My story is a visual exploration of the loss of closeness and its profound impact on how we perceive the world and ourselves...''

"Sorry for the Lack of Contact," by Katerina Kouzmitcheva, is a personal memoir that transcends individual loss to mirror modern life. In an era when technology both connects and isolates us, the book explores how we rebuild our identities amid emotional exhaustion, fleeting encounters, and the continual challenge of maintaining human relationships.

Sorry for the lack of contact by Katerina Kouzmitcheva

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