In the author's words, "Identity is complicated. At least it was for me. I lost decades to its uncertainty. To questioning my worth, my value, my very existence. Viewing myself through the tainted lens of unimportance guided every decision. I was on a quest to validate a truth I mistakenly believed to be gospel. An unexpected epiphany led to more questions and the discovery of a lifelong coverup. To proof that I had been living the wrong truth. Finding peace took me to the greatest cities in Europe, to New Orleans, to psychics, therapists, and to energy healers. But ultimately, it took me to myself."