I used to get annoyed at people who talked about how unfair their problems were — how ignored and invisible they felt. I told myself to stay quiet, not make a fuss, not complain. What I realised, though, is those quiet thoughts and loud judgements were more towards myself than anyone else. It took a friendship, and a slow burn of self-awareness, to turn that around — to start making space for my own story. And then, eventually, to start singing it loud.