Audience views

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[Raquel]

We just got out of seeing Breach by Som Noise and my gut's throbbing. It is a pain from the past, a pain-memory, it is everything that I carry inside and I never take out, because I do not understand it.

I don't understand it but his face and his green eyes have been with me the whole hour. His deep, clear green eyes, his firm, slippery hands. Thaïs's moans and screams were mine, the ones I never did. The same ones that now stick like needles in my stomach trying to get out and they can't, they don't come out, they stay inside because (yet) I don't understand it. I cried looking into her eyes and recognized myself in her empty gaze. I cried seeing how, with help, she rinsed her body and cleaned her wound. I cried because she did not do it alone, as I would, but I never did and I do not, because (yet) I do not understand. I was scared watching Thaïs go up, down, up, up and fall. I recognized the anguish of rocking in a calm where there is nothing, nothing more than everything that you flee from but always catches you. Even if you don't understand it. We just came out of seeing Breach of Som Noise and the first thing I said was: it destroyed me. But, finally, there is something that I do understand, and that is that I was already broken before.

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[Ariadna]

I want to thank from the depth of my heart that you make all the people who have suffered a rape visible. The show has been like an empathetic hug from a sister who understands your grief, and at the same time an open wound that kept bleeding in the form of tears. With every subtle detail I relived my rape, but this time I did not feel alone, it has been a hard and therapeutic journey through a nightmare that I lived in a hidden silence, with you I have relived it again, but with my friend holding hands and with the presence of an infinitely brave woman who undressed fearlessly in front of the audience, like a lioness full of courage. Thais you have been the image of many who silently wept the wounds of a grief full of hatred and misunderstanding. I was alone the first time I lived it and until now I had not been able to cry my pain, to feel compassion, but when I saw you I was able to cry because I felt accompanied, for once I felt strong accepting that there are things that hurt and are not forgotten. Thank you for giving to so many women a voice. I have no words ... my emotions right now are just tears running through memories and trying in a kind way to thank your courage.

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[Rachel]

It was an amazing piece that as a woman went constantly through me. Thank you for doing this type of circus and being able to make visible the violence and pain that most women go through in one way or another.