Becoming Her.
Becoming Me.
This isn’t just my story. It’s yours too.
Becoming Her, Becoming Me isn’t a memoir.It’s a mirror of self-reflection.
For every woman who contorted herself just to be chosen. Who wore strength like armour and smiled for the world, then turned around and cried behind closed doors. Who ticked all the boxes but still felt unfinished. Who played the part so well, she forgot it was a performance.
Every woman has a story she doesn’t tell, because she was too busy surviving it.
This book tells mine. But it’s stitched with pieces of yours. The dreams we delayed. The selves we abandoned. The lessons we learned too late. The moment we finally whispered – enough.
This isn’t about a perfect ending. It’s about the slow, brave return, to the girl we were beforethe world told us who to be.
This book won’t give you answers. But it will hold your hand through the questions. It will sit with you in the ache. In the undoing. In the unbecoming. And maybe, just maybe, in the becoming.
