Australia – March 28, 2025
I remember dialing the police for the twelfth time with shaking hands. My husband had just thrown a chair at me... I ducked. I survived again. The officer looked annoyed more than concerned. "You again?" he muttered. That broke me...
India – 2012
He poured kerosene on me and lit a match. My son watched. I burned for not bringing enough dowry... I spent months in hospital. I lost my face, but not my will. I rebuilt my life with every scar.
Kerala – 2023
Just a week in, he wrapped a phone cable around my throat. His mother cheered him on. I begged for breath... My father pulled me out. Now I fight for women trapped like I was.
USA – 2019
He aimed the shotgun at my face and fired. My children saw me collapse. He killed himself, but I lived. Now, every breath I take is for the women too scared to run.
Bijnor, India – 2020
₹5,000. That’s all it took. When I couldn’t bring it from my parents, he smashed my head. My baby cried beside me. I survived to tell others: no amount is worth your silence.
Delhi – 2015
"If I can’t have you, no one will." He threw acid at me in broad daylight. I lost an eye. But I gained purpose. I now help other acid attack survivors reclaim their lives.
Meerut – 2021
I gave birth to a daughter. They wanted a boy. So they beat me and sold my newborn son. I fought through courts and pain. I will not let them silence me.
Rajasthan – 2022
We left a note: "Being born women is our only fault." All three of us married into the same family. All three abused. All three gone. Our voices still echo.
Mumbai – 2018
He belittled me at every party, every dinner. His words cut deeper than fists. I started writing. Then speaking. Now I use my voice on stage to free others still trapped.
Chennai – 2019
I reported him to HR. They laughed. "He’s harmless." I was shunned for speaking. But I kept going. Two years later, five more women spoke up. I wasn’t alone after all.