I May Destroy You

*Do I actually understand what it is to be a woman struggling? A little rape in the mouth is a walk in the park when other girls are currently being stoned to death for having mobile phones, are bleeding to death after genital mutilation, are looking at a womb irreparably destroyed by militias systematically raping them during times of civil conflict and war. Are these facts a humbling reminder not to be so loud about my experiences, or are they a reminder to shout? Can my shout help their silent screams?*