When I open the photo albums of my life, I feel bothemotion For this little girl, this young woman and at the same time my heart tightens and my belly is tied, thinking of the whole suffering that I lived at that time but which was not yet seen externally.

When suffering has become visible, I was in a wheelchair and bedridden in almost permanence. I couldn't even read, write or draw. These photos of the time are unbearable to see me.

My resilience career was long, lonely and not easy, but I managed to get out of the patterns that locked me as well as toxic relationships. Little by little I have found Energy, hope, laughter. I was able to take off, reconnect with artistic and social activities and have real life.

I decided to build a life in which I feel fulfilled, anchored in the present, to enjoy each good time, ray of sun, to collect these pieces of happiness like a magnificent bouquet of flowers.

Now I smile Seeing the photos that show me radiant, fulfilled, even rejuvenated. It gives me a puff of joy and I celebrate My transformation and fulfillment. It is this celebration of the path traveled that I want to give to the Resilient women.

In my reconstruction, I built a new secure home in which I feel good, like a cocoon. I only put things that I like And make me feel good. I like things Inspiring, beautiful, feminine, elegant, fairly refined. I transmit this atmosphere of calm, strength and serenity in my paintings so that you can in your turn feel good at your place.

In my book, I share with you the testimony of my life and the keys that made it possible to go from broken to restored, from abused woman to restored and epanouie. You can find it HERE