“I want to break free.” And I finally did. What about you?

"Have you ever held an umbrella over someone while drowning yourself?"

I once stood in the rain, holding an umbrella over my husband, soaking wet myself.
Not because he asked.
Because I thought that’s what love looked like.

That day, something cracked.

I stopped waiting.

Not for answers.
Not for love.
Not for permission to live as I am.

📘 This book isn’t about a breakup. Or war. Or sex. (Though yes, all of that is in there.)

It’s about remembering who the hell you are.

It’s about choosing yourself — after years of silence, shrinking, survival.
It’s about the moment you realize you’re not broken.
You’re becoming.

If you’ve ever:

• felt like a placeholder in someone else’s story,

• apologized for wanting more,

• swallowed your voice to stay "safe" —

Then this is for you.

"I Exist. I Am Enough" is the memoir I wrote instead of staying quiet.
Instead of disappearing.
Instead of pretending I was fine.

I wrote it in underground shelters, in a hospital bed in Italy, in a cheap apartment in Germany, in the dust of Egypt.
I wrote it when I couldn’t breathe — and writing was the only thing that kept me alive.

You don’t have to wait anymore.

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With light