There is a lot I have dreamt of doing, but my choices for short-term gratification have somewhat impeded me from reaching those goals.
When I was five years old, I was blessed with a baby brother. His name was Vikas. His life story was riddled with brain surgeries, breathing/feeding tubes, spells of being unable to breathe, and ultimately death at the tender age of two.
This pain was not simply something he could express. Imagine being surrounded by faces that ponder as you are silenced by the state of your existence. Unaware of how to speak your mind and articulate your pain. Unable to utter the words “I am not okay.” Reliant on those around to somehow see through your pain. #Speakup emphasizes the privilege of having A VOICE. Whether timid or loud, its capacity is beyond measures.
And that’s exactly what I will do…let’s speak tf up.