I Refuse Silence
Breaking free from the silence that once felt like survival.
Silence was once survival. It kept the peace, kept the roof steady, kept the children safe. But silence became a prison of my own making. It swallowed my voice, my truth, my name. I refuse silence now. I refuse the weight of words unsaid. I refuse the erasure of my story. My voice is not violence. My truth is not betrayal. My honesty is not cruelty. It is freedom. It is clarity. It is mine.