I still remember when each partner told me about her sexual assault experience,
Four partners, multiple episodes - each one at the hands of a man,
Two said it happened within the family; two said it happened while at college,
They were 6, 9, 18, and 19 years old - I broke down the first time and cried along with my partner, who I shared a bed with.
The remaining three times thereafter I just listened and cursed my gender for stealing innocence and leaving behind scars in the form of triggering moments/actions, uneasiness with one's body.
To this day I carry them - those stories of hurt and unbridled male power - with me and work alongside my sisters to end the silence around sexual assault, especially among Muslim communities.
Enough is enough.