For as long as I can remember, I have been searching for belonging and connection. Growing up in Norway, my family moved several times, and during most of my childhood I felt as if I didn’t fit in anywhere. As a young woman, I was eager to travel and find my home. In high school, I went to the United States as an exchange student. Later, I moved to France and then to Switzerland where I got married and founded a family. But even with a family on my own, I felt that something was missing. That’s when I realized that I wouldn’t be able to fill that hole inside of me with more people, material objects, or titles. I had to come to terms with me, my wounds, and reconnect with that young girl inside of me who was not only hurt and angry—but who is strong, courageous, and tells the truth.