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They say a cuckoo never builds her own nest. She lays her eggs in another bird's home and flies away-left out, misunderstood, a mother with love but no place to give it. For most of my life, I felt like that cuckoo. As if my thoughts weren't mine. Some arrived soft and beautiful. Others came like storms-loud, wild, and painful. This is not a book about being ""cured."" It's about feeling deeply. It's about remembering the girl I left behind, the mother who hid her tears, the woman who kept breaking-but never stopped smiling. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder at 42. But I've lived with chaos, confusion, and intensity for as long as I can remember. The diagnosis gave it a name. But healing? That came slowly. It still does. I didn't write this to explain mental illness. I wrote it to reach you. If you've ever felt too emotional, too lost or too tired-this book is for you. Pick it up. Hold it close. Maybe, just maybe, you'll find a piece of yourself in these pages. You're not broken. You're growing. And here, you are not alone. Here, it's okay to finally smile for yourself.

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