I’ve only had a taste of some darker things. I know there are others still suffering, and suffering worse than I. So I am here to pick myself back up because I’m still alive, post-trauma, stronger than before and I won’t be kept down. I won’t be silent anymore. I will help others and I will open the eyes of the ignorant. If they refuse to accept truth, I will change society so it puts the shame on the abusers and the cowards who enable them, instead shaming victims who want to speak up. I will say my story for those who cannot have the courage to say theirs. Until we all have the courage to stand together, I will take the backlash of standing alone. It’s the right thing to do. This isn’t about me, or attention. Just like D.I.D. is not about attention-getting either. This is survival. This is the only thing that heals me. Part of me feels guilt for not being strong enough to speak up sooner, and maybe I could have protected some people. This is not easy, I just have no other choice, I’ve been thrown into this destiny. I just can’t stay silent when I have the knowledge that others need to know. If I have the power to help, I must, or I am just as guilty as those committing the crimes.