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In the Before , you believed that survivors looked a certain way. You thought they were fragile, broken, or visibly scarred. You did not realize that survivors often look exactly like you. They sit in boardrooms, walk across college campuses, and cheer at soccer games. They have learned the exhausting art of smiling while drowning.

Numbers numb us. Stories move us.

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The event itself is often seconds, minutes, or hours. But the aftermath—the hypervigilance, the flashbacks, the shame that was never yours to carry—can last for years. In the Before , you believed that survivors

Silence is the old language. Courage is the new one. Start speaking. They sit in boardrooms, walk across college campuses,