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My Story
 

"I often felt alone in a world that, in my eyes, showed little understanding for the concerns of others. As a sensitive soul, I learnt early on to keep my feelings to myself, which reinforced the feeling of isolation. I learnt strategies to succeed through performance and conformity. I completed an apprenticeship and later studied art and art history and then a doctorate. I liked this field because most of the artists I worked with were such sensitive beings themselves. But then, at the age of thirty, my body rebelled for the first time, a switch flipped within a second and I suffered from panic attacks and a burn-out. I worked for five years to feel reasonably well again. I only realised the essence of this many years later.

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For many years, I worked in an art environment that I perceived as egotistical and where people put obstacles in each other's way by making judgements. As a highly sensitive woman, I didn't realise for a long time why I was often tired because I couldn't yet consciously perceive the subtle manipulation of people, but only after a while and with the help of people who told me about it. When I realised this, also through my intensive care of my father who had cancer, I set out on my journey.​

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