If I was unable to speak up, how could we ever believe children would find the power within to say when something doesn’t feel right?I felt as I did at 25 when I, belly down, with no female in the room, laid naked on a surgery table with two male doctors standing behind me, staring at my bare body, cutting out a small pre-cancerous section from my tush, the overhead lights glaring and showing every curve and crevasse of my youthful body. I laid there, incredibly uncomfortable, unsure how to question their authority. With my cheek to the table, I just stared at the wall in silence. I share this because it reminds me, that even I, someone who considers herself an extremely strong woman, can very quickly revert to a child—fearful, uncertain, voiceless. It’s important to empower ourselves to speak up. ***
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Written by Sabrina Must