Begin Again is not a story.
It’s not a guide. Neither it is limited to chapters inside.
It’s a quiet rebellion against breaking and never mending.
In simple words that hit deep, this book walks beside you through grief, healing, and everything in between.
It won’t tell you what to feel. It just says —
“I’ve been there.”
Begin Again wasn’t written to fix you.
It was written because some things don’t get fixed.
They get carried. Folded into you.
And if you’re here, reading this —
you already know that.