Told with raw precision and emotional fire, this memoir traces my awakening from survival to self-possession. It begins with a quiet collapse - the kind you don’t have words for until you’re ready to burn the whole story down - and moves through the most intimate layers of identity, truth, and grief.

I don’t write from plot.
I write from pulse.
I am an emotional translator of the invisible- naming what most people only feel.
I make the subtle undeniable. The unseen unforgettable.

This is not a story of healing wrapped in a bow.
It’s a mirror held steady in moments most people flinch from.

You’ll find the rage buried beneath being agreeable.
The fire used to prove my worth.
The restraint that looked like composure but was really collapse.

This is for the feelers.
The fixers.
The ones who held it all together while quietly falling apart.
For anyone who bypassed their pain and called it strength.
For those who felt something real and questioned themselves.
For the ones who disappeared trying to be good, and are now ready to come home to themselves.

If you’re tired of performative positivity, empty mantras, or being told to “just let it go”-
This is your permission to burn it all down.

This book isn’t here to fix you.
It’s here to reflect you.
To name what you’ve always known.
To meet you where the words run out-
and the truth begins.