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She’s not just surviving anymore. She’s creating. Laying bricks for something that didn’t exist before — a space for other women who’ve walked the same road she did. It doesn’t have a fancy name or a sponsor. It starts small, like all real things do. A quiet WhatsApp group. A late-night phone call from someone who says, “I heard what you went through… I think I’m going through it too.” A tearful message from a girl who doesn’t know how to leave, who doesn’t even know where to start.