someone must have muted you. Who was it? A parent, a sibling, or a romantic partner? Or is it a societal norm where children and women are expected to remain silent?
Perhaps you do speak, but no one truly listens. Do people interrupt you mid-sentence? Or do they shift the conversation to irrelevant topics while you’re telling a story, or even leave the room? How about when your ideas are dismissed or ridiculed?
Do you find that speaking to your supervisor, teacher, boss, or other perceived authorities makes your voice fade, your mind blank, and your stomach in knots?
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I won’t share a photo because I fear they’ll destroy me. And my loved ones. Maya is not my real name, either. Some friends helped me hide my identity; others let me use their servers. I decided to talk to you so you can feel you are not alone.
Being a journalist, many people (not only women but men as well) told me their stories because they had no one else to listen to them, let alone believe them.
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