Well… while I am woman, fearless, creative, successful, sexy and divine….

I’ve also been bullied, hurt, abandoned, overweight, abused, broke, rejected, cheated on, alone, exhausted, frustrated and heartbroken. I was called fatty in middle school. I am a child of divorce. I am a survivor of all forms of abuse.

I immigrated to the United States by myself at the age of 16 and just two years ago I re-immigrated to Germany, my home and yet a foreigner now. I am a divorcé myself. I’ve lost a lot in my life. 

I sustained many injuries during my years as a highly competitive athlete. I was diagnosed with degenerative disc disease and I had to learn how to walk again having lost motor function of my right leg with no promise that I actually would be able to.

I’ve worked a lot in my life (sometimes three jobs at once just to make it another week). I cut onions at 6 a.m. in the morning, I dusted books in endless rows of shelves in an old library, I cleaned toilets at university in the middle of the night, I babysat, taught Ballet to toddlers. I was an assistant, secretary, assistant coach, salad maker, cleaner, customer service rep, glass business office manager, language tutor, grader, and and and …

I have lived in different countries, cities, houses, apartments. With different roommates, families, partners … and I have lived alone. I have traveled to many places, escaped an avalanche, hurricanes, tornadoes and survived earthquakes. I have made many decisions with difficult consequences. I have met many people: tall, short, skinny, fat, specially-abled, wise, boring, adventurous, narcissistic, egocentric, empathic, smart, annoying, famous, rich, poor. I have built houses in the slums of Tijuana und lived the high life in houses in Beverly Hills.