The discovery of Melody

The discovery of Melody

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture48 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., nov. 11, 2018
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Fiction
Romance
"Do you get this feeling that you have a mask on your face? Not a real one, but definitely a mask that you cover yourself in the presence of friends and sometimes family. I do, and it's on all day and every day. I just can't take it off. I feel like if I take it off, I'm giving the chance to others to hurt me, and as a very sensitive person, I really don't want that to happen." Follow the journey of this young girl in a dark place, while discovering the significant of love, family and sexuality.
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I never planned on telling my story. Truth is, I've spent most of my life holding it in, swallowing the pain, laughing off the shade, putting on a mask when deep down I was fighting battles no one could see. But the older I got, the more I realized silence can eat you alive. And if I don't tell it raw and unfiltered, then who will? This book isn't polished for perfection. It's not sugarcoated, it's not dressed up to make anyone comfortable. It's me, The struggles, the lessons, the laughter, the embarrassing moments, the heartbreaks, the love, the shady comebacks, the nights I thought I wouldn't make it, and the mornings I woke up ready to fight again. I named this book Resilience because that's exactly what my life has been about. No matter how many times I was knocked down by people I loved, by family pressure, by toxic love, by my own mistakes, I got back up. Bruised, maybe. Bitter, sometimes. But never broken. So if you're holding this book, know this is, you're not reading some perfect fairytale. You're stepping into my world. One filled with chaos, comedy, culture, love, and pain that shaped me into the person I am today. And maybe, just maybe, you'll find pieces of yourself in these pages too. This is my story. Raw. Real. Resilient.

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