Description

This isn’t a self-help book. It’s a breakdown dressed like poetry. A journal of rage, silence, love, betrayal, burnout, and pretending to be okay when everything inside is anything but.

“To My Thoughts I Hope One Day I’ll Be Able to Speak You Up” is a brutally honest collection of inner monologues, written by someone who’s tired of being the therapist friend, the invisible child, the overlooked dreamer. It speaks to the ones who give too much and get nothing back. The ones who cry silently, scream into pillows, laugh to cope, and still show up—because that’s all they’ve ever known.

Through dark humor, heavy truths, and emotional gut-punches, this book dives into the chaos of growing up, being ghosted by love and friendship, getting crushed under academic pressure, and still finding a way to keep going.

Not pretty. Not polished. Just real.

If you’ve ever felt like your story didn’t matter, like the world moved on without you, this book is the echo you’ve been waiting to hear.