This is not a story about falling in love.It is a story about refusing to disappear.Raised Catholic, trained in obedience, and praised for endurance, the author does everything right-until her body, her marriage, and her faith begin to collapse. Working through COVID in the UK healthcare system, she learns that survival is not the same as living. Marriage offers legitimacy, not intimacy. Faith demands silence, not truth.When an unapproved, cross-cultural relationship exposes the limits of endurance, the life she has carefully maintained begins to fracture. What follows is not redemption, but reckoning: with belief systems that reward suffering, with marriages that look stable from the outside, and with a culture that treats women's silence as virtue.We Were Not Meant to Make Sense is a provocative memoir about the cost of respectability, the quiet cruelty of moral certainty, and the risk of choosing a life that will never be sanctioned. It asks an uncomfortable question: What if suffering isn't noble-and leaving is?Unsentimental and unapologetic, this book will challenge readers who believe goodness is measured by obedience, and that women should endure quietly for the sake of appearances.