My name is Neriman Behringer. [dt_sc_br br=”1″] And for as long as I can remember, I’ve lived between worlds
As a child, I could feel what others didn’t say. I carried emotions that weren’t mine.
I knew things before they happened. And I was told I was “too sensitive.”
But inside, I felt something ancient — like a quiet voice that never left me.
That voice is what I now understand as Neri.