Rayan Norsi — From Silence to Pages
I wasn't born with a pen in my hand, but I was born with more questions than answers inside me. I grew up in a small house, in a neighborhood that shows no mercy to your weakness, where I had to learn early that life isn't fair, and that words might be the only weapon that can't be taken from you.
My childhood wasn't a story of innocence... it was chapters of forced isolation. I was the child who hid in the corners of the house, escaping the shouting of adults, watching the world from behind a small window, trying to understand why love sometimes becomes conditional, and why safety is such a rare currency.
I remember a day I'll never forget... I was twelve when I lost someone who meant the world to me. A shock that broke something inside me; my voice didn't survive it, so I chose silence. I no longer argued, no longer explained... I started writing. At first, the words were messages to myself, then confessions, then thoughts, then a small personal philosophy that helped me gather my scattered pieces.
Years passed, and pain turned into ink, wounds into gateways. I wrote my first book not as someone selling promises, but as someone offering their heart on paper. "12 Psychological Rules for a More Balanced Life" wasn't a commercial project; it was my mirror that I placed before the world, with all its cracks and reflections.
I write because I believe that humans can start from within. I write because the question "Why do I suffer?" deserves a braver answer than escape. I write because I tried walking alone for a long time... then realized that sharing the path might save others as it saved me.
This isn't the end of the journey. While you read these lines, there are other notebooks preparing for the light. I believe that a writer doesn't write just one book, but writes their entire life, chapter after chapter. And these pages... are just the beginning.