The answer is not always dramatic. Often, it is quiet. It looks like women doubting their intuition. Families walking on eggshells. Children growing up around unspoken tension. And faith being used as a reason to withstand what should never be endured.

The Story I Had to Tell is an invitation—not to judge, but to discern. Not to abandon faith, but to practice it with awareness. And not to remain silent, but to trust that peace, once protected, is worth more than appearances ever could be.