In i wish i was worse, Shirin Delalat invites us into the quiet revolution of choosing authenticity over approval.

Forget the tidy, redemptive memoir. This one is a scalpel disguised as a story. Darkly funny, deliberately provocative, and painfully precise. With chapters that feel like whispered confessions and inconvenient truths, Shirin takes you through the moments she stayed quiet when she shouldn't have, and the ones she didn't. And paid for it.

Some chapters will make you laugh. Some will sting. All of them are honest.

This isn’t a journey of redemption. It’s a rebellion. Because sometimes choosing yourself means disappointing everyone else. And sometimes burning bridges is the only way to see the road clearly.

What emerges is a portrait of a life lived on her own terms.

Unfiltered.

Unapologetic.

Entirely hers.