My body isn’t being wheeled out on a stretcher because I committed suicide. Instead, my book is being wheeled around the world 🌎. What was meant to destroy me did not succeed. I am still here—breathing, creating, speaking, and telling the truth. The pain didn’t take my life; it fueled my voice. Every copy that travels, every reader who connects, is proof that survival is louder than silence. I didn’t disappear. I transformed.