I entitled my book Dying for a Voice to Be Heard because as a child, the adults in my life wanted me to be silent. My own mother did not want my siblings and me to tell anyone about my father's abuse because she didn't want us. My father didn't want us to tell anyone because he didn't want to pay child support or go to jail. My own grandmother did not like me because of the complexion of my skin. I remember sitting at the table being happy and...