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Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. They will say we disappeared. They will say we went quiet. But we know silence doesn't mean peace; sometimes, it's just tiredness dressed as calm. We are the ones who used to answer every call, who stayed long after others went home, who smiled even when the heart was already carrying a funeral inside. We gave, we waited, we believed. Then one day, the world walked past us as if we were strangers.There's a proverb from Ghana that says, "The one who fetches the water is the last to drink." That's us. We built houses whose doors we never entered. We raised voices that sang other people's names. We fought battles that never had our flags on them. When the drums stopped, when the crowd went home, we were left sweeping the same ground we once danced on.Our names used to taste sweet in other people's mouths. They used to call us savior, helper, friend, family, and lover. Now, when they see us, they act like memory has washed us out of their heads. Maybe tomorrow; don't forget us. Maybe tomorrow; I just got too busy pretending to be new. But we know what it means to be forgotten by the very people who once promised forever.We have learned that giving everything doesn't guarantee remembrance. We have learned that love does not always echo back. We have learned that you can pour all your water into another's jar and still die of thirst. The world has a short memory for kindness. It remembers what you failed to do more than what you did. It claps loudly for your efforts, then turns away when your hands are empty.Sometimes, we wonder if we were foolish or just human. To give like that without balance, without fear maybe that's what makes us who we are. Maybe that's what makes our story worth telling. Because the truth is, no matter how hard we try to sound strong, there are nights when even the strongest of us sit up in bed and whisper, "What was all that for?"In our part of the world, we are taught that community is everything. We greet, we share, we show up. We cook for neighbors, we bury each other's dead, we hold babies that aren't ours, and we lend money we don't have. We are raised to believe that humanity means never letting another suffer alone. But no one told us that the same people we lift might one day walk over us to climb higher.We are not bitter. Not anymore. Bitterness is a burden that cracks the back. We are just tired of pretending that it didn't hurt, that it still doesn't hurt. We are tired of watching those who took from our hands act like their own strength carried them here. We are tired of seeing our love repackaged as someone else's victory speech. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.

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Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. They will say we disappeared. They will say we went quiet. But we know silence doesn't mean peace; sometimes, it's just tiredness dressed as calm. We are the ones who used to answer every call, who stayed long after others went home, who smiled even when the heart was already carrying a funeral inside. We gave, we waited, we believed. Then one day, the world walked past us as if we were strangers.There's a proverb from Ghana that says, "The one who fetches the water is the last to drink." That's us. We built houses whose doors we never entered. We raised voices that sang other people's names. We fought battles that never had our flags on them. When the drums stopped, when the crowd went home, we were left sweeping the same ground we once danced on.Our names used to taste sweet in other people's mouths. They used to call us savior, helper, friend, family, and lover. Now, when they see us, they act like memory has washed us out of their heads. Maybe tomorrow; don't forget us. Maybe tomorrow; I just got too busy pretending to be new. But we know what it means to be forgotten by the very people who once promised forever.We have learned that giving everything doesn't guarantee remembrance. We have learned that love does not always echo back. We have learned that you can pour all your water into another's jar and still die of thirst. The world has a short memory for kindness. It remembers what you failed to do more than what you did. It claps loudly for your efforts, then turns away when your hands are empty.Sometimes, we wonder if we were foolish or just human. To give like that without balance, without fear maybe that's what makes us who we are. Maybe that's what makes our story worth telling. Because the truth is, no matter how hard we try to sound strong, there are nights when even the strongest of us sit up in bed and whisper, "What was all that for?"In our part of the world, we are taught that community is everything. We greet, we share, we show up. We cook for neighbors, we bury each other's dead, we hold babies that aren't ours, and we lend money we don't have. We are raised to believe that humanity means never letting another suffer alone. But no one told us that the same people we lift might one day walk over us to climb higher.We are not bitter. Not anymore. Bitterness is a burden that cracks the back. We are just tired of pretending that it didn't hurt, that it still doesn't hurt. We are tired of watching those who took from our hands act like their own strength carried them here. We are tired of seeing our love repackaged as someone else's victory speech. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. You said this year would be different. You made promises, wrote goals, maybe even bought a $29.99 planner with motivational quotes on every page. You announced it on Instagram. You read atomic habits, watched the morning routines of billionaires, nodded your head through TED talks. But here you are. Again.Same life. Same complaints. Same weak results.Let's not sugarcoat this: you are not tired-you're undisciplined. You're not unlucky. You're not cursed. You're comfortable. Too comfortable talking about the life you want, and too allergic to doing what it takes to get it.Everybody wants to be something. Few want to become someone. That's the difference."You are what you do, not what you say you'll do." - Carl JungYou don't get points for planning. You don't grow by dreaming. You grow by moving. By doing the reps. By being consistent when nobody is clapping for you. And let's be honest, you've been addicted to applause more than results.You've been rewarded for your potential your entire life. You said, "I want to start a business," and your friends said, "Yesss, queen." You said, "I'm thinking about writing a book," and people called you inspiring. You told someone you were starting a podcast, and they reposted it with a fire emoji. But when it came time to sit down, shut up, and do the work, you disappeared.You ghosted your own goals.Look, no one's coming to save you. No coach. No course. No six-week challenge. No podcast host with a raspy voice and affirmations. If you're waiting for motivation, you'll be waiting forever. If you think discipline is a personality trait, you've already lost. Discipline is a decision. You don't need to be talented. You don't need to be motivated. You just need to stop breaking promises to yourself.You say you're tired of being broke. Tired of being behind. But you're still scrolling six hours a day and still bingeingon content about success instead of building it. Still downloading budgeting apps you never open. You don't need another app. You need a standard.This book isn't a morning routine guide. This isn't about sipping lemon water or cold plunging your way into focus. This book is for people who are done lying to themselves.Because that's what most people are doing: lying with confidence. Wearing ambition like an outfit. Saying all the right things. Retweeting wisdom. Nodding at discipline quotes. But their actions? Weak. Untrained. Excuse-ridden."We suffer more often in imagination than in reality." - Seneca This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. She was my sister in every way that counted-until she touched what she knew was mine.Now, she calls it love. I call it betrayal.When your best friend becomes the woman your man hides in his phone, everything changes.We laughed together. We struggled together. I carried her through storms she couldn't walk through.So how did I become the one she stabbed behind my own back, while sleeping under my roof?She Knew Better, But Did It Anyway is a raw, unfiltered portrait of what happens when loyalty is met with betrayal-and how the woman left behind doesn't just survive, she rises. A best friend's backstab. A lover's double life. A woman's messy, powerful comeback.Told in a fierce, poetic, and emotionally explosive voice, this story hits deep.It's not about revenge-it's about release.Not about heartbreak-it's about rebirth.And not every enemy wears a different face. Sometimes, they wear your old clothes and call you "sis."If you loved It Ends With Us, Verity, or The Perfect Marriage, this one will gut you-in the best way.Get ready to underline pages. To screenshot quotes. To whisper "damn" while reading in bed.Because this isn't just a story.It's what happens when you stop begging for love. and start reclaiming your power. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - You said this year would be different. You made promises, wrote goals, maybe even bought a $29.99 planner with motivational quotes on every page. You announced it on Instagram. You read atomic habits, watched the morning routines of billionaires, nodded your head through TED talks. But here you are. Again.Same life. Same complaints. Same weak results.Let's not sugarcoat this: you are not tired-you're undisciplined. You're not unlucky. You're not cursed. You're comfortable. Too comfortable talking about the life you want, and too allergic to doing what it takes to get it.Everybody wants to be something. Few want to become someone. That's the difference.'You are what you do, not what you say you'll do.' - Carl JungYou don't get points for planning. You don't grow by dreaming. You grow by moving. By doing the reps. By being consistent when nobody is clapping for you. And let's be honest, you've been addicted to applause more than results.You've been rewarded for your potential your entire life. You said, 'I want to start a business,' and your friends said, 'Yesss, queen.' You said, 'I'm thinking about writing a book,' and people called you inspiring. You told someone you were starting a podcast, and they reposted it with a fire emoji. But when it came time to sit down, shut up, and do the work, you disappeared.You ghosted your own goals.Look, no one's coming to save you. No coach. No course. No six-week challenge. No podcast host with a raspy voice and affirmations. If you're waiting for motivation, you'll be waiting forever. If you think discipline is a personality trait, you've already lost. Discipline is a decision. You don't need to be talented. You don't need to be motivated. You just need to stop breaking promises to yourself.You say you're tired of being broke. Tired of being behind. But you're still scrolling six hours a day and still bingeingon content about success instead of building it. Still downloading budgeting apps you never open. You don't need another app. You need a standard.This book isn't a morning routine guide. This isn't about sipping lemon water or cold plunging your way into focus. This book is for people who are done lying to themselves.Because that's what most people are doing: lying with confidence. Wearing ambition like an outfit. Saying all the right things. Retweeting wisdom. Nodding at discipline quotes. But their actions Weak. Untrained. Excuse-ridden.'We suffer more often in imagination than in reality.' - Seneca.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - They will say we disappeared. They will say we went quiet. But we know silence doesn't mean peace; sometimes, it's just tiredness dressed as calm. We are the ones who used to answer every call, who stayed long after others went home, who smiled even when the heart was already carrying a funeral inside. We gave, we waited, we believed. Then one day, the world walked past us as if we were strangers.There's a proverb from Ghana that says, 'The one who fetches the water is the last to drink.' That's us. We built houses whose doors we never entered. We raised voices that sang other people's names. We fought battles that never had our flags on them. When the drums stopped, when the crowd went home, we were left sweeping the same ground we once danced on.Our names used to taste sweet in other people's mouths. They used to call us savior, helper, friend, family, and lover. Now, when they see us, they act like memory has washed us out of their heads. Maybe tomorrow; don't forget us. Maybe tomorrow; I just got too busy pretending to be new. But we know what it means to be forgotten by the very people who once promised forever.We have learned that giving everything doesn't guarantee remembrance. We have learned that love does not always echo back. We have learned that you can pour all your water into another's jar and still die of thirst. The world has a short memory for kindness. It remembers what you failed to do more than what you did. It claps loudly for your efforts, then turns away when your hands are empty.Sometimes, we wonder if we were foolish or just human. To give like that without balance, without fear maybe that's what makes us who we are. Maybe that's what makes our story worth telling. Because the truth is, no matter how hard we try to sound strong, there are nights when even the strongest of us sit up in bed and whisper, 'What was all that for 'In our part of the world, we are taught that community is everything. We greet, we share, we show up. We cook for neighbors, we bury each other's dead, we hold babies that aren't ours, and we lend money we don't have. We are raised to believe that humanity means never letting another suffer alone. But no one told us that the same people we lift might one day walk over us to climb higher.We are not bitter. Not anymore. Bitterness is a burden that cracks the back. We are just tired of pretending that it didn't hurt, that it still doesn't hurt. We are tired of watching those who took from our hands act like their own strength carried them here. We are tired of seeing our love repackaged as someone else's victory speech.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. When Tomorrow Forgot our Names | For Those Who Gave Everything and Were Never Counted | Shaddy Grace | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2025 | SHADDY GRACE | EAN 9798232067649 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: Libri GmbH, Europaallee 1, 36244 Bad Hersfeld, gpsr[at]libri[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu Print on Demand.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. Talk is Cheap | Stop Lying to Yourself and Start Getting Results | Shaddy Grace | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2025 | SHADDY GRACE | EAN 9798231680740 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: Libri GmbH, Europaallee 1, 36244 Bad Hersfeld, gpsr[at]libri[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu Print on Demand.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - She was my sister in every way that counted-until she touched what she knew was mine.Now, she calls it love. I call it betrayal.When your best friend becomes the woman your man hides in his phone, everything changes.We laughed together. We struggled together. I carried her through storms she couldn't walk through.So how did I become the one she stabbed behind my own back, while sleeping under my roof She Knew Better, But Did It Anyway is a raw, unfiltered portrait of what happens when loyalty is met with betrayal-and how the woman left behind doesn't just survive, she rises.¿¿ A best friend's backstab.¿¿ A lover's double life.¿¿ A woman's messy, powerful comeback.Told in a fierce, poetic, and emotionally explosive voice, this story hits deep.It's not about revenge-it's about release.Not about heartbreak-it's about rebirth.And not every enemy wears a different face. Sometimes, they wear your old clothes and call you 'sis.'If you loved It Ends With Us, Verity, or The Perfect Marriage, this one will gut you-in the best way.Get ready to underline pages. To screenshot quotes. To whisper 'damn' while reading in bed.Because this isn't just a story.It's what happens when you stop begging for love. and start reclaiming your power.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. She Knew Better, but did it Anyway | Unspoken Betrayal, Unshakable Recovery | Shaddy Grace | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2025 | SHADDY GRACE | EAN 9798231929191 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: Libri GmbH, Europaallee 1, 36244 Bad Hersfeld, gpsr[at]libri[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu Print on Demand.