two quotes from reading referencing Melindas silence

It is getting harder to talk. My throat is always sore, my lips raw. When I wake up in the morning, my jaws are clenched so
tight I have a headache. Sometimes my mouth relaxes around Heather, if we're alone. Every time I try to talk to my parents
or a teacher, I sputter or freeze. What is wrong with me? It's like I have some kind of spastic laryngitis.

The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away. It won't.