Behind Every Bold Woman Is a Story You Would Not Have Survive
The Ovation Wasn't Free—Here's What It Cost Me

I bled for this brilliance.
I choked for this change.
I starved for this standing ovation.
I wept as a witness.
I held my breath to uphold hope.
I was broken to shine bright.
I crawled to keep going.
I endured to escape the prison of my own mak…
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