Every Ugly Thing I Loved Anyway

This is not a healing manual. It’s a reckoning. Raw and unfiltered, this collection dives headfirst into the depths of depression, rage, mom-guilt, and quiet resilience. Each poem is a wound, a howl, a truth you were never allowed to speak. Written for those who feel too much or not at all, this book is a purge - a transformation in ink. If you’ve ever wanted to set fire to your shame and rise from the ashes whole, this is your permission.