I think this is something that I have always heard and someone always said that there is a lot of sadness in a woman's life and it is not necessary for a woman to tear herself apart or force herself or make noise to tell people how much she is in pain. Every human being is fighting a silent battle inside themselves and I completely agree with what @fannyescobar says that every woman carries a lot of things with her. Every day, those things become so fluid inside her that they flow with her eyes and I always remember that whether a woman is an adult or a child or a young child, somewhere or another she is facing such things that she is not able to talk about with everyone but somewhere or another she grows up with these things inside herself.

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Here I would like to share a story from my life with you which I have never mentioned to anyone and it was eating me up somewhere inside but I tried to control it again. I remember that when I passed school, I was quite popular in school and because I was a bright and top student, no one ever told me that I looked not really beautiful or that my complexion was little dusky. So I lived my life perfectly but when I went to college I realized that there are many beautiful people in the world and I am not that beautiful among them whereas the people of Pakistan are very beautiful.There is a boy in my life who is very handsome and a favorite of college girls, but he offer me for friendship and after that we both got into a relationship. I thought he had no problem with my face or my dusky skin tone because he chose me over all the beautiful girls. Everything was great from the beginning but after that he started changing. I was surprised myself but still this relationship continued for four years because I was giving my 100 percent in this relationship while he was only zero percent with me. I made this relationship work and after that when I saw him with a beautiful girl after four years and I saw that I was being won over, I asked him the reason. I had no solution or any other other way to deal I made him sit in front of me and asked him, and he told me along with him that who would love an ugly girl like you, you look so dusky. These words were not just words, the words that broke me. I remember that it was raining very hard that night and I was sitting in the bus holding my bag and just crying. At that time, the pain in my eyes was not because my heart was broken but because I had no control over the skin of mine But after that, I have never talked to this person or seen him. I improved myself so much that now if he ever comes in front of me, he won't recognize me. I worked hard on myself so that I became the best. I worked on myself, on my education, on my freedom so that when someone sees me as a woman or never give a opinion on my skin tone, That's why every womenn being fights a battle inside themselves that they can't tell anyone. I knew that if I tell this to my sisters, they will be sad and they will reach this boy's house to fight. I just went the distance and improved myself.

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