I'm >f I write because this is survival and my life has all sides of it: joy, trials, resilience. Silence has buried too many voices, mine included. Speaking is the only way left to live fully through what we’ve been forced to endure, to keep trying to live authentically in a world that often shows only the best, while the rest of us carry scars, silence, and brokenness. Here you’ll find contradictions: beauty that appears in the middle of pain, fear teaches courage and calmness, the balance between chaos, calm, between what’s polished, what’s too raw to hide, as it is, as it has been lived.