Dear Sash Seabourne, Today, I stitched a page that carries both the weight of my past and the quiet, steady breath of healing. It is not a black page, though it could have been. Because this moment, this part of my story is no longer only about what was endured, but about what has lived through it. At the center, I placed a small photograph of myself as a child. A girl who “took every black and bruise in silence – till it coloured half my life.” A girl who didn’t yet have wor