This speaks. To the survivor of child sex abuse. To the teenage girl who learned quickly to agree to sex whether I wanted it or not lest I would be beaten. To the teenage mother who was judged for choices out of her hands. To the girl who when raped by her boyfriend and six of his friends did not speak because she had not been believed before. To the woman who ended up learning the hard way that she was more than what the world saw her as. To the woman who cried silently when the doctor who refused to give her a partial hysterectomy because it was using the surgery as birth control was told that not only did she need the surgery she could no longer survive but that if she got pregnant it would kill her. To the girl who was told that she should be a secretary because it was a girl’s job. Carpentry and any other job she found interesting were for men. This speaks to the mother of the girl who was terrified that her daughter would face the same thing that she did. This speaks.