Prologue
This isn't fiction.
At least not for me.
Some stories aren't written to be told,
but to echo inside us.
My name is Bairon.
And these words might be the only thing left to prove I once truly existed.
For years, something grew inside me.
Something I couldn't name, something I couldn't explain to anyone.
When everyone I loved slowly drifted away,
when that quiet monster they call fate came and left nothing in my hands…
I was left with only myself.
And I didn't know who that was.
People want you to look strong.
But sometimes, strength means being completely alone.
So I stayed.
And in that silence, I heard a voice.
First a whisper.
Then a breath.
Then a body…
If the things I share in these pages seem too hard to believe,
I understand.
Because even I struggled to believe them at times.
But if one day, you find yourself lost—
and if you find a piece of yourself in these words—
know this:
you're not alone.
This is my story.
But maybe… it's a little bit yours too.