When I was six years old, my father told me that I would know that I had succeeded in my life when they stopped referring to me as “Latsi’s daughter” or “Kourkoulou’s daughter” and I would simply be “Erietta”. What he didn’t tell me was that between these two very heavy surnames I would have a hard time finding my identity. I consciously use the word “find”, because Erietta has always existed, just as the authentic self of every person exists.

This book describes the journey of thirty years of my life, during which I managed to return to my authentic self. During these years I had a good time, but also a hard time. […] I laughed, danced and traveled a lot, but I also fell on the floor, I was scared, I cried and I despaired. In these moments, I was kept standing by my beloved people, whom I was not ashamed and did not hesitate to lean on, but also by my dream of using the luck and strength I was given to contribute to a better world for all. Without this purpose, I would have been lost in a meaningless existence, from which I could not survive.

Today, I can finally say that I stand on my own two feet and know very well who I am – I AM ERIETTA.

Pages: 320

Shape (width x height): 14 x 21 cm

Weight: 0.423 kgr