My name is Viktoriia. Today I am a confident woman, and I know for sure that no one will ever again be able to tell me that I am “not right”, “bad”, “too fat” or “too thin”… that my breasts are too small, or anything like that.
Now, when I look in the mirror, I see a woman who shapes her own image and knows her worth. I am no longer a shadow – I am a person with the right to be happy.
But it was not always like this. For four years I lived in the shadows – literally and figuratively. He ridiculed every initiative I took and belittled every achievement with phrases that supposedly sounded like jokes but were in fact a stigma.
But at some point it was as if my eyes opened and I suddenly saw myself from the outside. That was when I realised: the longer this went on, the more I would lose the woman who loves herself and life.
I was lucky to meet people who motivated me and gave me confidence that I could change my life. I started seeing a psychologist, and she invited me to support groups for women who had gone through something similar. It was a long road back to myself, but I made it.
I am 38 now, and more than ever I feel my own worth and wholeness.
