Some stories begin with a fairytale-mine begins with survival.
I wasn't born into softness or lullabies. I came into this world already having to fight. My first breath wasn't met with a warm embrace from a mother ready to raise me, but rather the cold reality of addiction, chaos, and abandonment. Yet somehow, through the cracks, God planted people-unlikely angels-who held me up when life tried to break me down. This is the story of a girl raised by resilience, shaped by struggle, and destined to rise.