This is the raw, unfiltered story of a little girl who met Jesus under a tree in in dreams night after night, who was marked for purpose even while chaos stormed through her childhood. It is the confession of a daughter who bore secrets too heavy for young shoulders, betrayal, abuse, abandonment, a forced abortion, a desperate suicide attempt, yet who found herself rescued time and time again by the relentless love of a Savior who never let go. This journey is not polished but it is holy. In these pages you will find the hidden chapters of my life, the dark places where shame tried to root itself deep, the broken places that shaped how I mothered, how I trusted, how I fought to break generational chains with trembling hands and tear stained prayers. But woven through every line is a scarlet thread of redemption, the kind that only Jesus can write into a shattered story. You will walk with me through deliverance, through betrayal in the church, through encounters with witchcraft and spiritual warfare, through the wilderness seasons that stripped away every mask until only the mantle remained, the calling, the anointing, the unshakable identity found only in Him. Unmasked is not just about pain but about promise. It is about rising from ashes with oil still dripping from your wounds. It is about facing the enemy who thought he won and standing in the authority of a daughter mantled for this hour. It is for every woman, every man, who has whispered in the dark, Lord, there must be more. This is your invitation to come out of hiding, to let the breath of the Holy Spirit sweep through the secret places and break the chains of shame once and for all. May these pages stir you to believe that what the enemy meant for evil, God truly does turn for good, that trauma does not have the final word, triumph does. This is my journey. But if you look closely, you may find your own hidden within it. May you rise unmasked, mantled, and triumphant, for such a time as this.