Have you lived a life in compartments? Something for your parents, something for your friends and a completely different one for yourself?
In writing this I redeem myself a bit, by acknowledging your tremendous sacrifice, in giving me life.
Yes, you could’ve done more but it is not your fault that you were never taught to raise voice against harassment.
How could a family woman with two young children to care go to work, instead of staying at home? What would people say?