If I'm guilty

My mother was beaten by my father and chased to the ground, and my grandmother was slapped and almost fell down. When I got home, I was mad, so I pressed my father against the wall and tortured him. He still did not know what he was doing, and he was still challenging grandma. I slapped him several times until my family stopped me. At that time I became a man like my father, punishing his mistakes in his wrong way, and I became another him. Therefore, on the wall where the incident happened, my family and I took performance art photos in the form of prison photos to reflect on my father's domestic violence and my wrong response to violence. This series of photos also tried to show the nightmares and anxiety caused by my father's repeated domestic violence to the family.