How I found my way out
A personal story about codependency, trauma, and coming home to yourself.
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A book for those quietly searching for themselves.
The English translation is on its way.
For anyone quietly wondering, deep down inside
How do I find a way out?
And feeling ready to choose a different path.
Why this book?
There was a time I believed that surviving was the same as living.
That if I just kept adapting, maybe one day I would finally be seen.
That if love hurt, it must have been my fault.
Maybe you recognise that too.
The feeling of staying silent, pleasing, scanning, bending, until you no longer recognise the person in the mirror.
This book isn’t a list of events.
I wrote it as a mirror.
For anyone who has ever lost themselves.
For anyone who knows deep down that something has to change, even if they don’t yet know how.
The Red Thread of Codependency
In How I Found My Way Out, I take you with me through my own path of trauma, relationships, entanglement and healing.
Not to share every detail of my life story, but to shed light on what truly matters, how the red thread of codependency ran through it all. In my choices. In my body. In my relationships. In the way I saw myself.
Codependency isn’t a label. It’s a deeply embedded pattern. A survival mechanism that was once necessary, but now keeps you stuck in someone you’re not.
As long as you’re still living from those old reflexes, pleasing, disappearing and waiting for permission
You stay on the other side of yourself.
Lost in the fog of codependency, where clarity is hard to find.
And that is exactly where the Bridge begins.
This book is for you if…
You made yourself small so love wouldn’t leave
You always put others first
You’re now quietly wondering if this is really all there is
Maybe you’ll recognise the red thread running through it all and find a piece of yourself between the lines
Themes You’ll Encounter
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Codependency and narcissistic dynamics
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Childhood trauma, loss and emotional neglect
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Shame, boundaries and silent loyalty
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The inner child and the teenage self
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The nervous system and survival responses
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The shift from self-abandonment to self-love
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Coming home to your body and your truth
Fragments to Remember
A few moments that linger, not just because they tell my story, but because they might stir something in you too.
1. When the body already knew
My body felt unfamiliar.
Not safe.
As if, somewhere along the way, it had stopped being mine.
I didn’t know why yet — but my nervous system already did.
Something had happened.
Too soon. Too intimate. Too damaging.
2. Before I was six
Before I was six, I had already learned to hide my feelings.
To scan.
To tune in to everyone except myself.
I didn't even know that I was a person too.
I was what others needed.
3. When you say no
When you finally say no to everything that is wrong,
the world around you starts to shake.
Not as punishment, but as a clean-up.
A cleansing, merciless and liberating at the same time.
4. A masterful illusion
What I thought was love, turned out to be entanglement, dressed up as home.
A masterful illusion.
Tailored to the hunger I didn’t even know I had.
5. The beginning of something new
I had torn up the script.
I was still shaking.
But I knew this was the beginning of something new.
6. My way back home
I chose a different path, my path.
Not a path that had already been mapped out for me,
but a bridge that slowly brought me back home.
To my truth.
To the place where I could meet myself again.
Ultimately, a bridge to yourself
This book is more than a personal story. It is a gentle yet clear mirror for those who no longer wish to merely survive, but want to truly live. Recognising codependency is one step.
However, truly coming home requires something else:
Reprogramming your nervous system.
Feeling your boundaries. Allowing your truth.
Choosing yourself again, without guilt.
You don't have to understand it all. But if this book touches something in you... then that may be your first step towards healing.
Perhaps this is the beginning of something gentle…
There’s something quietly powerful about the moment you finally acknowledge
This is me.
This is codependency.
Not as a label, but as recognition.
As a key.
Because once you see it for what it is, you can stop searching.
Not for another method.
Not for another reason.
Not for what’s ‘wrong’ with you.
You can stop surviving.
Stop trying to earn your worth.
Stop believing you haven’t done enough.
A sense of calm begins to settle.
Because now you understand what it was really about.
And from there… you can begin to rewrite.
Layer by layer.
Not as an achievement, but as a return to yourself.