When Unicorns Don’t Fly

For a long time, I was the ‘good’ child. The quiet one. The one who didn’t cause trouble because I was too busy disappearing.
I chose the pen name Rooh—which means Soul—because I have always dreamed of having a daughter by that name. But it is also a reflection of how I see the world. I don’t connect with status, titles, or the noise of the surface; I connect with the soul and the actions that define it.
To protect the privacy of my family and honor my own journey of healing, I’ve chosen to remain faceless. But the connection remains human. While the face you see in my videos is an AI representation of the child I once was, the voice you hear is mine—raw, lived, and real.
Rooh is more than a name. She is the voice I didn’t have when I was drowning in silence. She is the soul of this movement, here to ensure that no other child has to be invisible.