He continued to do so for 5 more years until I finally built up the courage to tell my brother. Alhamdulillah, he was supportive and believed me, but things got out of hand when he confronted our uncle. The confrontation got physical to the point where the police were called, and in the end, my worst nightmare came true, my parents did not believe me. They accused us of lying, bringing shame to our family and kicked us out of the house. On top of the trauma of sexual assault, knowing that my parents were not on my side broke my heart.

My brother found a place to stay with his friends, but I couldn't stay with them, so we got in contact with Nisa Homes who took me in. They didn't just help me, but also helped my brother and I find a place together, helped him find a job and supported me in finishing school. It's been a difficult journey, but they have helped me realize that it wasn't my fault. I got the counselling I needed and now I'm finally learning to love myself!

My journey was made possible because someone chose to believe me, be by my side. Your gift to Nisa Foundation supports other girls like me find the courage to share their truth, break free from the shadows of abuse.