We have long been able to identify direct violence, physical violence and sexual violence. Now we are also able to identify sexual harassment in the workplace and psychological violence, the most difficult to recognise for those who suffer it and even more difficult to prove before the police and the courts. Violence that undermines self-esteem and turns us into submissive, insecure and negated women. If we are able to identify this violence, it has been thanks to women who have broken the silence and have exposed their bodies to public opinion. I am talking about Ana Orantes, I am talking about the girl raped by a group of men in Pamplona, I am talking about Nevenka Fernández and I am talking about Rocío Carrasco. Yes, the one who until now we knew as Rociíto and who is now Rocío Carrasco. We've stopped infantilising her and we've turned her into a woman with a name and surname. But has it been us? No. We have only reaped the fruit of her courage, of her reconstruction process. Of a woman whose environment did not believe in her and did not help her. Perhaps they didn't know, perhaps they didn't dare, perhaps they doubted. They doubted her and so many women subjected to an abuser. And now, even feminists are questioning her, perhaps because she is not "one of ours"?