All my life, I was hiding behind a Girl, who was scared of showing her true self. Who wanted to be somebody else so urgently. Nevertheless, it should be okay to show, that we struggle with self-esteem sometimes, that we hurt ourselves because we cannot confront the ones who hurt us. We are forced to hide the parts that define us, whether it is a depression you are not supposed to talk about, a man who uses his power to abuse you mentally, a family that rips you apart, or a life you never chose to live. I want to end the hiding and stop the silence. All of us went through, go through, dark thoughts, and miserable times like that. And I survived. We survived. You survived. Or will survive. So, will you listen?