The World of the Eldest

Life has never been kind to me, but perhaps it isn't kind to anyone. My story is not one of easy answers or tidy endings; it is messy, raw, and unpolished. This world, this life-it shapes us, molds us, and sometimes breaks us. And yet, here I am, still standing, still breathing, still surviving.

From the quiet corners of a dining table where tears fall unnoticed, to the lonely confines of a room where thoughts spiral into darkness, my life has been a silent rebellion-a desperate plea to be seen, heard, and understood.

This book is my offering, my way of peeling back the layers of a life lived behind walls. It is a window into the moments that shaped me, for better or worse. To those who find themselves lost in these pages, know this: you are not alone.