Krititamang
From a very young age, life was filled with silence and confusion. She grew up mostly with her father, while her mother lived in the village. Love and care, which should have been natural parts of childhood, were often missing. Even within family, she felt alone.
Many days, she was sent to school hungry. Food was not always given, and hunger became something she quietly learned to live with. Simple care-like combing her hair or preparing her for school-was never taught. Instead of support, she was often sent away with harsh words. When something went missing at home, the blame always fell on her shoulders, even when she did not understand why.
These experiences left deep wounds. Being accused, neglected, and misunderstood from such a young age slowly broke her sense of safety. Fear and sadness became familiar feelings. While other children felt protected, she learned how it feels to survive without protection. Trauma followed her as she grew, shaping her thoughts and emotions.
Yet, while growing up in pain, something else was also growing inside her-strength. Each tear made her more aware, each injustice made her more resilient. She learned to stand on her own when no one stood beside her. The same life that tried to silence her slowly taught her how to endure.
Today, her story is no longer only about suffering. It is about survival, courage, and inner power. While growing through pain, she became strong-strong enough to face the past, strong enough to move forward, and strong enough to believe that her future can be brighter than her past.