This chapter is about walking away—from old roles, old rules, and the systems that kept you small. It’s about refusing to march in step with your suffering. Sometimes healing doesn’t look like bravery—it looks like disobedience.

This is where the story begins—not with healing, not with hope, but with the quiet acknowledgment that something inside you is fighting to stay. This chapter is about recognizing the war you didn’t ask for, the one you’ve been surviving quietly for years.

Hi. I’m Sad. But I’m Trying.

Thank you for trying, too.