WC

 

WC (2007)

Dokumentation av installation/performance + ljudspår, 2 min 30 sek.
Jag placerade en telefon på en offentlig toalett. När någon gick in på
toaletten meddelades jag om detta och jag ringde då till telefonen som
var placerad där. Detta är vad man fick höra när någon lyfte på luren.
(se nedan och lyssna på ljudspåret)

 

 

Oh, Hi

I have been meaning to talk to you, and now when I am catching you,
when you have some time… I thought… well, I just need someone to talk to.

I feel so alone in this. I don’t know how to deal with him. I’m not used to
someone who treats me the way that he does. It’s difficult, do you understand?

Whatever I do for him it’s wrong. He never gives me any credit for my good
qualities. Everything is about him. All the time! Him Him Him Him …

Do you know what I mean?
It’s not so easy for me to be in this situation.
He must see how I feel? Right?!

I’m there for him all the time for Gods sake!! A thank you wouldn’t be to
much to ask for. Right?! I have other things to do than to look after him
all the time as his FUCKING SERVANT!

What would you have done?

You know, It burns like hell inside of me when he treats me like this.
Don’t he understand that? Off course I know how difficult he’s had it,
But, can that really be an excuse for how he can treat me? I don’t have
it that easy myself! Of course I know that I can’t compare like that, And
thank God I haven’t gone through the same difficulties as him.
But never the less. Is that really my problem?!

Hello?! Are you there?

Is it my responsibility to look after him just because I have been spared such things?
Is it suppose to be like that?

Sometimes I feel that it would have been nice to have his experiences just
to get everybody’s sympathy. For all I care they could treat me as a queen,
and I could just do my thing!

When we first met I had this fantasy about how we would take responsibility
over our own lives. You know, Like mature grown ups. It felt so right to believe
in that. Shouldn’t it be like that? What shall I do?

You’re so quiet. What do you think?

Sometimes I feel sorry for him and sometimes I think that he has to pull
himself together and do something about it, and not let me take all the
responsibility.

Yesterday I had an outburst of emotions. I yelled at him, telling him that
he is a FUCKING RIGID EGO!

He got all quiet … and I felt disgusted with myself not being able to handle
it better.

God. It’s so difficult.

What shall I do?