I wanted everyone to know that he wasn’t the wonderful man they thought he was. It was time to tell the truth. Time to speak up!

I’d been a yes girl for so long, I had no clue who I was.

After enough time, I recognized that wounded child. I saw her standing in the doorway, tears streaming down her face, wondering “Will They Still Love Me?”

You see her… at the coffee shop, walking down the street. She’s your sister, your mother, your child. And she’s keeping a secret. She’s one of the 30% of women who was sexually abused before the age of 18.

What does it take to release… to finally let go of the incest? It’s different for each of us. But at some point, we have to find our voice.

It takes immense healing to finally become courageous enough to heal, confident enough to share and bold enough to be a catalyst. Who you are meant to be.

That doesn’t mean it’s completely gone away. It simply means you’re following your path and doing what you need to do, who you came here on earth to be, no matter what.

And now, I am… finally… Silent No More!