A secret stain spread through my insides. I began to break, little by little. Abuse at the malevolent hands of a trusted adult shattered my first bits. A struggle to have my household voice heard in a sea of boisterous boys broke a chunk of my spirit. Abrupt ends to close friendships and deep, committed romances left parts of me ground to dust, surrounded by ghosts. Closed professional doors left me covered in splinters and bruises.