When I brought up the story that I had a faceless and nameless aunt I didn’t even know, people often told me similar stories about their aunts. It comforted me that my aunt was not the only one whose life had been erased. But at the same time, whenever I heard these kinds of secret stories of women, a question came up in my mind - why are the tragic protagonists of such family secrets often women in so many cases? Through this film, I want to say that it was not their fault that the tragedy was caused. Although my aunt died 40 years ago, the discrimination women face simply as beings born as women has not disappeared within patriarchal systems. But my explorations became harder to trace and explain. Discrimination towards women has become a trivial and inconspicuous thing aligned with the word ‘private’, and it has seemingly become a stingy and petty thing to discuss. I want to bring this invisible discrimination to the surface through this film, My Missing Aunt. By recounting the life and death of my aunt, who was forgotten as taboo, I try to break the chain of tragedy.