this is for you. the women who have carried pain, silently, timidly, swallowing it like bile over and over again. this is for you. the women have disregarded anger, abuse, hurt, lies and themselves in the name of love, countless of times. this is for you. the women who have been tamed by men whose dirty hands have left you empty and dry, the women who have been told that a women does not speak until spoken too. this is for you.