TWO COCKY OFFICERS DRAGGED ME INTO A SHADOWY BASEMENT AND SHAVED MY HEAD TO UTTERLY DISGRACE ME BEFORE MY MOST IMPORTANT DAY. THEY BELIEVED I WAS ONLY A POWERLESS WOMAN THEY COULD CRUSH WITHOUT EFFORT. BUT THEIR SMUG GRINS DISAPPEARED THE SECOND THEY ENTERED THE COURTROOM AND REALIZED WHO WAS WEARING THE JUDGE’S ROBE…

They took my hair, but they gave me the power to tear out their corruption by the roots.

True strength isn’t measured by what others can physically take from you.

It is measured by your unwavering resolve to stand back up, look your oppressors in the eye, and deliver justice.

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