at my table

I’m Fanni Nagy.

I study law, and I’m learning to speak the words I couldn’t as a child.

I didn’t grow up around a family table.

There was no warm meal, no gentle hum of voices discussing rights or belonging.

Only silence. And hunger – not just for food, but for justice, dignity, and a place in the world.

Now, as an adult, I set the table myself.

Not with porcelain, but with words.

Not with soup, but with freedom.

There’s a plate for everyone

because human rights aren’t a special request.

This blog is my table.

If you’re hungry for truth, for debate, for understanding, you have a seat.

There will be no more silence.

Sit down.