“For three years, I thought I was alone. I didn't have a word for what was happening to me. I just felt dirty. When I finally saw a poster that said 'Coercion is not consent,' something clicked. I didn't report it that day. But I called the hotline. That call was the first brick I laid on the road back to myself.” — Elena, 34
She looked out at the audience. "I am going to tell you about the Tuesday I saw a poster at a bus stop. I am going to tell you about the signal."