The Stories that Stayed 

There are stories—written by authors who will never know my name—that changed everything.
Stories that shifted the way I see the world… the way I see myself.

They gave me hope when I had none.
Courage, when I was afraid.
They were a call to action, a cry in the dark,
a reflection I didn’t know I needed until I saw it staring back at me from the page.

These are the books I return to—again and again.
Because they made me feel something deep, sharp, and necessary.
Because they reminded me I wasn’t alone.
Because they mattered.

Here, I share those stories.
The ones that left a mark.
The ones that became part of me.